We’re fucking while you are talking to your husband and I’m talking to my wife. Doesn’t that seem strange to you”?“Yes, it is a little odd. ...ut don’t think of it as fucking. Think of it as you are providing a valuable service, a job if you will. It’s your job to get me pregnant, to service me. I can’t help it if it is mildly pleasurable at the same time”.I reached up to tweak a breast, “Mildly”?She laughed, “Well maybe a bit more than mildly”.“What about Todd”? It was a subject that I had. I want to watch it spurt baby, do it... cum for me..."She watched as John's body tightened, the firm ridges of his abdominal muscles in clear relief as the sensation took over. She watched the now almost purple head of his cock and imagined it expanding as he began to grunt, leaning back deeply into the couch. She watched closely as his hand began to get jerky, losing the smoothness of the stroke and he thrust from the couch as a long rope of white cum burst from his cock to land on his chest.. "Mandy, shut the fuck up, and come with me," I said as I reached out and took Mandy's hand and we immediately left the store and went out to my car. I helped her into the passenger side of the backseat and I climbed in on the other side to join her."OK, what the fuck have you been up to, and how long is it going to take for you to do what you know I want you to?" I asked as I sat there with a big raging hardon, wondering if Mandy had forgotten the things that had gone on between us just a few. Betty told Damon we need to talk I'll be there at 7 pm if you don't mine it's important. Damon said fine you can come over. Well here I am again getting ready to meet a guy about my future hopefully at least I know it wil definitely be better then the next time. God I hope I can convince him I can't picture me life without l really love him. Betty got there 7 pm on the dot and knocked on the door Damon came a few minutes later and let her in we can talk in the living room so what's up? I think.