Jane and I watched intently as my spear stretched Debby open until my balls bumped against her lust swollen lips. As I pulled out, I felt Jane's tongu... licking the underside of my cock. I was coated with Debby’s juices, my pubic hair matted already. “Fuck me hard! Like a dog in heat!” she said, wiggling her ass. I obliged, ramming into her, our bodies meeting with a slap, her breasts wobbling, reverberating with each plunge. “Fuck! Yes! Yess!” she screamed. I grabbed a fist full of her short. .”“Skipper, I want children. I could work, even pregnant, up to a point – six months, maybe – but it would be good to have a trained replacement.”“Master,” Candy put in, tentatively, “not yet, but I would really like to have children.”Bill’s face darkened from ‘pale’ to dark red. “Oh.”“I know we’d have to share, but we can do that, Master.”Bill smiled slightly. “Really? Candy, I know you get on well with Etty, but another woman?” His colour subsided to the point that his tan was only slightly. Then he stood with his hands in his pockets, smiling. Charlotte stepped up and hugged him."Don't you cry now, my girl. We'll be up to see you guys every other weekend." I know," she replied. "But it's still goodbye." The most important thing you gotta worry about is taking care of Amy until she's finished school, and the baby when it comes along, and each other. We've got everything set up out there for you. Your bills are paid for the next four years and we've even furnished the nursery." You. I watched as Francis’ butt cheeks tightened as he started pumping his nuts into my sweet wife's bowels. He finally pulled out and headed to the bathroom. I looked at Anita's poor butt hole: it was slightly gapped open so I leaned down and kissed her right on her sore ruined little hole. She jumped. I helped her stand on her wobbly legs and helped her to the bathroom. As she walked in, Francis was about to come out. But Anita took his arm and asked him to get a shower together. I helped my sexy.