Martha stopped at a stop sign and had just put her foot onto the accelerator when her door was pulled open and a voice growled, "Move over, Cunt! I'm ...driving now!"This was an older model car without the automatic door locks, and Martha must have forgotten to lock her door when she last got in. Surely, the man did not want the car for its own sake, he must have been attracted to two women who looked like they would not be a threat to him. Being an older car, there was no hump on the floor in. Eric stood up and I sat on the edge of the sofa and then lowered his zipper and tugged at his pants til they were around his ankles. He wore boxer briefs and and I slipped my fingers under the waistband and pulled them down as well. And there it was, his gorgeous cock, so hard and much bigger than the pics made it look. I looked up into his eyes as he looked down at me and I leaned in and began to lick the head of his glorious cock. I licked down the shaft to his balls and licked them one at a. I guess I had a lesson after all.Since Yvonne’s pussy and my cock had been licked clean we just got dressed and went outside. We actually did help out in the garden by pulling some weeds at a quick enough pace to cause us to sweat pretty good and to look like we had been working the whole time. Then Yvonne and I went home. Mom took one look at us and told us to go take a shower.Again I got ready and Yvonne got ready and then we snuck into the shower together. Only that time mom was waiting. “Man, we were fucked up. I just remember having some bomb ass sex and waking up hung over and alone. Shit, I didn’t even remember your name.”Craig often experienced men who wanted to spend more time with him after a night of sex. But it was always just sex, nothing more. It appeared as if Joe was no different. John and Craig were fuck buddies, with neither one interested in pursuing a long-term relationship with one another. But they had that understanding and Craig didn’t want to have any.