I was speechless from that comment so I had to just disagree with Nicole asking her what was wrong with her and why she would say that. So that kind o...f thing went on for hours, sexual jokes here and there, me and angie wrestled some more and Nicole didn’t want to do much but she wanted to tell us both a story when the parents went to bed, so hours go by and we are all stuck in the living room, I was on the couch and the two girls were on the floor.At midnight Nicole tells me all about how she. "******A rough hand grabbed Wilson's shoulder and shook him awake. Snapping his eyesopen at the unexpected awaking, Wilson stared up at the smiling face ofCaptain Browning leaning over Wilson's bed. Still half-asleep, the off-dutyradio operator tried to shake the sleep from his dazed mind as he mumbled "Iseverything all right Sir?"The bald-headed Captain continued smiling at his best radio operator as heresponded "All right? It's never been better. Wilson, my lad, while you wereasleep, a radio. I'm on my knees and he is riding me now like dog fucking his bitch. I feel dirty and it makes my cock hard as a rock. I feel a drop of pre-cum forming on the tip of my hard cock. As if he can feel it too, he reaches and strokes my cock, smearing the pre-cum on the head, then rubbing my balls gently. I'm in heaven now. His cock is almost fully buried in me. I can feel his head almost rubbing against the end of my fuck tunnel. I push back against him. I want him all. I arch my back more, and push. ”“Go for it doc,” says the man, “as long as I can play golf again.”The operation went well and a year later the man was out on the golf course when he bumped into the surgeon.“Hi, how’s the new arm?” asks the surgeon.“Just great,” says the golfer. “I’m playing the best golf of my life. My new arm has a much finer touch, and my putting has really improved.”“That’s great,” said the surgeon.“Not only that,” continued the golfer, “my handwriting has improved, I’ve learned how to sew my own clothes.