I went in the rest room and I could see why they were all laughing at me. My hair was covered with cum, cum was dripping off my ears my eye brows my ...chin. There was cum down my neck on my breasts and all over my back and butt and cum was still dripping out of my pussy. Oh, my God, I was a sight to see.I used a whole roll of paper towels trying to get all the cum off me but even then I still felt sticky all over, specially on my hair and face. I took off my stockings and threw them in the. After breakfast, I drove over to the motel where my friend, Warren Baxter, had stayed, and we had coffee with his wife, Casey, before they packed their car. We had a talk about the reunion, and during the conversation, Warren said, “So, how did you get on with Linda Moffat, or Clayton or whatever, last night?” He smiled, knowingly.I didn’t want to talk about her like she was a notch on my bedpost, so just said, “We just hung out together for while, had a few laughs, a bit of a talk. You know,. " Then, the day you kissed us, we realized how perfect our plan would be. Are you mad at us?" Grace asked."Not even a little - girls, we do need to be sure that you are both pregnant, so let's go get some food, then come back and fuck each other some more, how's that sound?" You will need to pull out of me first, Daddy," Grace said. "Let Em and I clean you off, then we'll take a shower together, OK?"Begrudgingly, I pulled out of my daughter, and they indeed cleaned me off. We all took a shower,. On and on we went, talking about our dads, our families our wives and k**s.We talked for almost 4 hours, reminiscing about our days of close-friendshipremembering the day one of the older girls in the neighborhood let us fondleher tits while she rubbed our dicks through our pants. Not to mention thefew jo contests we had to see whose cum could spew the furthest.By the end of those 4 hours, we felt like no time had passed. We agreed thatsometime during his stay we would go away for a few days.