She smiled back at him then climbed on top of him and rode him to a slow and languorous orgasm. That made it, by his count, four cums in eight hours, ...a performance he had last made on his honeymoon.After Cassie had led him to her bedroom, they had undressed and crawled under the sheets. Cassie had promptly moved under the covers and taken his flaccid prick into her mouth. Jim had been surprised both at how fast he had recovered and how proficient she was. After fifteen minutes of her tongue. He was some kind of strategic planner for the state. I didn't understand it, but I had the impression that he was good at it. At least his boss, Bill Miller, always said he couldn't do his job without Dad."I don't get it. How could they fire you?" I asked."They didn't exactly fire me. I quit." Why?"Dad looked up at Mom, then back at Traci and me. "They moved my job to the capital. To Olympia." Oh." I'd been upset when we moved here from California. I'd had to leave my old school and all my. Their thighs parted for me and I slid a leg tight against each of their wet pussies. They started to grind on me, flooding my thighs with their passion as orgasms rolled through their bodies. I held the women to my breasts, delighting in the feel of their wet lips on my nipples. Each played with nipple differently. Lana sucked harder, nibbling with her teeth, and Chantelle used her tongue more, playing with my hard nipple then sucking it back into her mouth. I breathed deeply, inhaling the. As I pulled over, she jogged up to see if I could give her a ride. She stayed back from the car a little bit and looked around the inside of the car as she asked if I could give her a ride out to the interstate (I-75).“Sure, I’m heading that way.”She dropped her bag in the back and climbed in the front beside me, as I asked, “Where are you heading?”“I’m going to Atlanta. I’m trying to get there for a concert tomorrow night.”“I can take you to Atlanta. Who is playing?”“You were going all the way.