I looked over at Brian but he was gasping and clutching the girl's head. I didn't know if he'd finished or not yet but it was clear he was occupied at...the moment. I looked back at Bryant; he'd always been cool before and he did ask nicely. "OK."He stepped slightly to the side - to compensate for the baby I'm sure - and put a couple fingers between my legs. "Damn girl, he got your number, don't he!" What could I say? Between Brian teasing me and me teasing him, I was soaking down there. He put. She then started to suck my cock and forcing my cock deeper and deeper in her mouth. She was still using her hands to gently massage my dick as she had done so many, many times before.It was not long before I felt that sensational of coming and I spurted my juice right down her throat. She gasped as I emptied my sack into her mouth. Then she swallowed my juice and looked up at me at the same time that I looked at her. I was shocked to see the blonde hair of who I thought was my wife but it was. He was also the apple of his dad’s eye because he worked hard and did a great job, despite being ‘derided’ by his mom and dad frequently, for his slothful appearance.Their farm had been in the family for generations, and his father was determined to perpetuate that. In his father's mind, Francois would be the guarantor of the on-going lineage of this remaining intact. Francois knew, and his parents suspected, that his brother Dougie was gay.Francois, therefore, would supply the grandchildren. But he wasn't going to break up with her. He liked how much she liked him, and he knew he had the upper hand in the relationship. He felt proud that he wasn't "whipped."He wondered how much she would do for him. He decided to see if she was worth keeping around. He kept telling himself he didn't love her, and so it would be okay. If he did and she broke up with him, it would be like Jen all over again.So one day he gave her friend a note to give her after school, telling her to meet him in.