I wasn’t about to deny myself the chance to donate sperm to Michelle and Missy’s cause of lesbian parenthood, after all. As it was, I already lost...enough sensation from being circumcised. I didn’t need to make it worse, did I? Besides, my “M and M”s, as I sometimes jokingly called them, were too sweet to justify denying them my spunk. I loved and trusted them and there was no way in Hell that I was going to use a rubber when coupling with either of them.I continued fucking Michelle for a. Thank you!Those who missed Part 1 can read it before reading this story. Now coming to the story, before leaving Sneha’s (name changed) home, she served me lunch and gave her personal number. She asked me to stay for that night and book a ticket the next day. I reached the lodge and took a shower. I was thinking of all that happened.I then got a call from her husband. He said to me that his wife was very happy. “You can stay for tonight with her, and you can book a ticket to Hyderabad. It can't get better than that can it?* She comes down from her high trying not to focus on the buzzing down below, or the pounding in her sore little ass, and she feels something. She can't see anything, and can barely hear, but she feels him in the room, watching her, a few seconds before she feels the gag being un-strapped and popped out of her mouth. Her jaw feels frozen. She moves it a bit and can feel the stiffness.Then she feels something else. A warm, soft rod enters her mouth.. .like, I've never experienced anything like that before - - it was like an explosion." she said."Did you like it?" I asked."Umm. . . yeah - - and I like what your doing now. Like - - my sister sometimes does that to me - - and like she says it gives her a nice warm feeling between her legs too - - but like I haven't told her that it does the same to me too." she explained, while trying to regroup herself."Well, the next time she does it you should tell her that you do enjoy it and that you want.