"No," I said. "Hold up! We slept together but nothing happened." Hmmm. I'd heard that before and didn't believe it then either. They weren't buying wh...at I was selling. "Really! He was a perfect gentleman." Sure, okay," said a smiling Dina. "We understand. You just slept in the same bed." She leaned forward. "That's all Stan and I did, too."Sue started laughing. "I can see my brothers have hit the jackpot with you two. You're pistols! We're going to get along just fine!"I gave up. I might as. . Steph, are you sure you want to ... OOOHHHHHHHHH fuuuuuuuuuck!"Mark didn't get to finish his thought. All doubts about his daughter wanting to move forward were washed away as her lips touched the head of his engorged penis.Ted was having the same thought, although his position with Amber was opposite of Mark's with Stephanie. It was Ted who was about to give the oral pleasure. He was kissing Amber's belly and pelvic area as she spread her legs under him, then began pushing his head in. " Why not treat myself to a couple drinks during happy hour every now and then. And I did. It would've been OK every now and then, but I always take thinks to the extreme. When I work, I work hard; when I love my wife, I love her long time (when I can get it up); when I play golf, I cuss a lot! So when I stopped for drinks, I stopped every night for a week. Big mistake!When I piss off my wife, I piss her off ... A LOT! Well needless to say I wasn't on her Christmas list after that week. Boy did. I feel you place the buzzing object on my clit. Oh! That’s exactly what I needed. You seem to know just the right spots to stimulate on my body. You speak. ‘Are you going to cum for me?’ I can’t say anything. I’m too warped into this surreal fantasy. You sound a little angry as you speak again. ‘ANSWER ME, LINDSEY. I said, are you going to cum for me?’ The sound of your voice saying my name sends exhilaration throughout me. I manage to mumble. ‘Yes.’ You move the buzzing object so that I.