**Note from the Author: Special thanks to all of the folks who gave mefeedback on my first story, it was greatly appreciated. Aunt Mary hadarranged it....We continued to make our snowman and Mommy videoed it. Back indoors after wehad finished Karen served us more hot chocolate. Kenny said he had to go andsaid he had enjoyed being with me again.It was time for lunch. Karen, Mommy and I made lunch. I was tasked to makethe sauce for the macaroni cheese we were to have for lunch.After lunch, we started on sorting personal items that needed to be packed.Daddy's contents of the garage were to be packed by the removal firm. It. I could feel his engorged head rubbing against the walls of my canal as he fucked me faster now than before. His balls slapped against my skin every time he thrust up into me and even though I was in a hazy state, I started to feel good about what he was doing to me. Joe was talking to me while he fucked me telling me how tight I felt and how good it felt to fuck my ass. He continued for quite some time, or it seemed like a long time before he stopped and pulled out of me. He then very quickly. “I mean, you’ve really set yourself up for failure,” Pam continued, her eyes dilated. “I don’t know about that.” I opened the fridge. “Will you drink a beer with me?” “Of course.” Her friend took off moments later, and Pam and I migrated to the couch. After she tried getting to know me and crap, we went upstairs, flopped on the bed, and made out. She’d been drinking earlier that day, so every kiss had a hint of booze in it. I tried taking her clothes off, but she was being stingy, saying.