He looked for a bar so he could order a pint. The establishment he settled on had a formal mood. Cedar panels lined the walls and tan leather covered ...he furniture. Patrick sat in a large chair in the corner of the bar. The server took his order for ale without making pleasantries. Patrick was alone in his thoughts. Artificial insemination, I hadn’t thought about that. It’s an option. We could find a donor who looks like me so the neighbors don’t wonder. I’ll have to research it some when I get. He could photo him with me and when we find out who he is we could frame it and put it up."Just as he said that, the Rolls-Royce drew up outside and the topic of their conversation made his appearance.Kaitlin sat down with him and he bought her a drink. Later, when she was singing her first set of the evening, Tom and Dee came in and joined the Emir, or David as they knew him, at his table. When the second set was over, David set up drinks for the band and Kaitlin joined them at the table in. Then she realized what she'd said."I ... not that I wanted to ... do something ... I mean ... oh, shit, Patrick, I wanted to fuck them so bad! I'd have put their cocks inside me myself if they'd let me. I'm so sorry, I betrayed your trust in me!"I relaxed."Julie, honey, you did good. You have nothing to be sorry for." I kissed her long and hard before she could protest. She melted against me, kissing me hungrily, then broke away, amazement on her face."You ... you're not mad? You don't hate me?. I stayed close too, and just watched. We took turns for about twenty minutes, and Eric was in the highest part of his ideal version of heaven. To have his sister, and wife giving him head, he certainly loved that."Fuck, I gotta write Penthouse on this. They might like the incest thing," he muttered.Neither one of us answered, we just enjoyed his long and hard cock. As I had his cock in my mouth, she began licking the side of it. We were giving him a double dose of pleasure, but he still wanted.