“Probably the new Caprice; it’s got lots of room and a group of such classy lassies should definitely ride in a classy chassis,” I said staring ...into Bridget’s eyes. Dad guffawed, and then agreed that the Caprice would be a good choice. The girls all made goo-goo eyes at me.After lunch, Dad followed Bridget while she drove her mom’s car home. He checked with Mr. Taylor and got his approval for the twins to drive the new car. Then he and the girls went car shopping. I stayed home with Mom to help. I started to feel the pressure built and I told her to get up and I carried her in my arms keeping my dick in her pussy.Then I started to fuck her carrying her in my arms . It was a wonderful feeling and I came inside her so much and then she asked me out off nowhere that how could I hold myself from coming for such a long time being a virgin . I said to her that I’m still confused about that and did not have any idea. That night was the best part of our lives and we had sex for seven or eight. I found that my minor in English lit in college stood me in good stead, considering the vast number of academics who can’t string two sentences together. I found that I did enjoy teaching, and not because it was an excellent way to meet nubile young ladies. I simply enjoyed it, and it left me with enough time to enjoy those young ladies, as well as many others.My life changed one fall day a few years ago, when I was thirty-three. It was a Friday, and the day started out as normal as all hell.. .Oh, show me what your brother would never do, mmmm..”, I, barely coherent, got out, while his massive member went into me further. My God, the sheer pleasure.I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe I was letting someone enter my ass without it being my boyfriend. But, I wasn’t letting James leave without impaling me with that cock. I wouldn’t let him... Holy shit the pressure. It hurt.I tell you, it hurt so bad, I wanted more! I grabbed that monster and began pushing it in my ass, like I was.