" A... shame..." swallowed Donnie, trying to hide his disappointment and fear that he was too late."Perhaps a blonde?" offered the master again."Maybe... I'll just walk around a bit," said Donnie, wanting to give Vickie some privacy with her mother."Yes, of course, feel free to sample as many as you like."Donnie rose and left to actually explore the number and locations of exits in case they had to make a run for it.Laurel had, by now, worked Vickie's panties down and off. She hesitated only. “You guys enjoy?” Cynthia asked the girls.“Yeah, the bands were cool. We got to see a lot of acts, too. Thanks for taking us!” Devin exclaimed.“Thank you for telling me about this,” Ayame told Michelle. “I had lots of fun there.”“Ugh,” Michelle commented. “Tomorrow they pick another Program group. I can see that I’m going to be hating Mondays for the next year, too. Maybe they won’t bother me since I’m registered in school as a foreign student.”“That’s how Ayame is, also. But I think she’s not. Even the occasional passing car only enhanced the dangerous feel of excitement, the thrill of sitting just off the side of the house, fucking away like we were, the feeling wickedly decadent until we both soon after exploded simultaneously sharing one of the more intensely satisfying climaxes we'd ever had together.#I stayed up most of the following night editing the footage we had, more than pleased with the results as I watched it. In addition to that, the still photos, many of which I had. We had only really discovered the pleasure of each other’s bodies once the kids were born and we decided that two was enough. Suddenly, without the fear of pregnancy, (vasectomy), we began to experiment and explore the wants and needs of our bodies. We were a bit like school children again, giggling and fumbling our way to discoveries and developing a mutual knowledge of each other on a very regular basis. I suppose that once procreation was not an issue, our lovemaking had another, entirely.