" 7-8-9," I replied. "And don't sweat the dishes. I can get those." Thanks, Daddo," she said, her face breaking into a huge grin. "Very nice to meet y...ou, Ms ... I mean, Rebecca," she said; and with that she grabbed her book-bag and headed down the hall to the elevators."Such energy!" Rebecca said, laughing a little. "Nice manners, too. What's 7-8-9? Or do you mind my asking?"I chuckled. "It means, 'I want you home by seven, so be home by eight, and nine at the latest.'" Rebecca looked puzzled.. He sat up in bed and let out a wild like yawn. When he looked over at Dex, he saw he was still asleep.The beardog saw his briefs right by the bed on the floor, reached down and picked them up. After he put them back on, he leaned over and gave his husband a kiss on the cheek.Scooby gently got off the bed and decided to head downstairs and have a little fun on the new game he had bought earlier that day. When he was in the hallway, he decided to see if anyone else might be up as well.The first. Seeing his leaking "tear drop" cock I opened the mouth of his foreskin and slipped the head of my penis inside. His skin snapped tightly around the tip of my shaft and we docked peters, our pee holes kissing each other inside the moist flesh. I put one arm around him while holding both of our members with the other and lightly bit and kissed his neck. His hands were on my hips and he purred like a kitten in my arms. How many nights has this teenage vixen jacked himself to sleep, aching for. Kimberly was seated in the big overstuffed chair that dominated the small room. She was holding her baby to her breast, and she was naked from the waist up.Kimberly is a tall, long-legged redhead. She's always been something of a workout fiend, and she got her figure back quickly after her pregnancy. She and my wife have been best friends since college, eventually drawing Gary and I into a four-way friendship. I'd always found her attractive, though her full, cupids-bow lips and little turned.