There was another surprise outside the barrier. Everyone from Cowta's residence cave was already out there with another bunch of travois of their own.... Cowta said they were ready and so I led us out.By the time we made it to the first stream we had to cross I tumbled to the fact everyone but me was wearing only a loincloth. It left me to do a solo dropping my trousers so I could cross without getting them wet. I didn't really give a shit but at least I had sense enough to put on a loincloth. I rubbed this way, and even this could not slow my approaching orgasm. I then came. My hand rubbing myself faster now. Trying to get the best of my orgasm. When I was done, I just laid there to relax. Then the phone rang. I didn't know whether to answer it, so I just let the answering machine do it. It was my wife, so I quickly picked it up. She was wondering where I was. I told her I was just finishing up, and I was going to stop off and have a beer on the way home. She said ok and. .. and ever moistening panties. Gary didn’t even turn around. He just finished mixing the drinks up, then told me to take them to the lounge as he walked out and I gather to his bedroom. I made myself comfy on the couch. Placed Daddy’s drink on the coffee table and downed half of mine to give me that little extra head spin. My cock was so hard, I lifted up my panties and found the first layer of panties was soaked with my pre-cum. I rubbed it a little then licked it off my finger before sliding. And it had been great. No pills for three months, but Steven remained fully energized about sex... no doubt dreaming up stuff to do with her.In any case, she wouldn't miss out on the sex this week... Steven was in town for a sales presentation Thursday, and he was staying over through the weekend with her. A paid vacation of sorts... well, if he didn't blow it at Harrah's while she was working. And then there was the matter of... "Carolyn!" Hiya, chick. Good to see you again, finally. And.