During my journey home, I replayed the evening. My date, and that still sounded odd to me, had arrived a few minutes late, dressed very demurely in a ...simple black skirt and white blouse. We talked initially about the previous week and all its oddities, often repeating, almost exactly, parts of our Saturday's conversation. As we relaxed, something helped by our attentive hosts, we discussed common acquaintances, which were exclusively work colleagues, before eventually talking about each other,. " Mom pushed her fingers in further, and I felt her hit the sensitive spot that women use to "milk" a man... "As long as I am in here, I might as well give you the full checkout. You are too young to worry about this yet, but there's no harm since I am here..." She joked, "When you DO start getting this checked out when you get older, try to have a woman do it. It will be less awkward when you get an erection from it." Now if you want a woman to do a good job back here in the future, remember. We fucked for hours. All three of us, in combination and in turn. I remember lying on my back with Danny ramming me with his thick hard cock while Helen lay next to me, nibbling and sucking on my nipples. She was still too rough with them but I really didn't care. My nipples are so sensitive I've been known to orgasm just from having them sucked and toyed with. Combined with the fat cock filling my cunt and the wild filth of the circumstances, I lost myself in ecstasy. I returned the favour,. "I would think that you would need a leather smith." Well, she's quite versatile," Kari said.I shook my head and Cheri asked, "Would it be OK if I took your pictures?" Absolutely!" I exclaimed. "I want to remember this for the rest of my life!"Cheri took quite a few pictures, then Helen told Cheri, "Let me get some with you in the picture." But..." Cheri began, but Helen said, "No buts, except yours in the picture." Then she swatted Cheri's for emphasis and took the camera from her hand. Cheri.