But Theresa often found herself looking at Jillian the way that Missy had looked at her young friends Sara and Christina; she wanted her naked and she...wanted to touch her and be touched by her. If their sons got involve too, that was fine.“How ‘bout we have a margarita?” Theresa offered.“What are we celebrating?” was Jillian’s response.“We’re two hot chicks sitting in a Cantina, that’s worth celebrating, isn’t it?!” Theresa laughed.*** *** ***Their second margarita was halfway gone as. She told me to turn around and lay on my back, raise and spread my legs, she placed a pillow on my lower back to raise my asshole a little and they went to look for something on her night stand, she grabbed a normal size bottle of lube and said "I'm going to lube you also from the inside, I'll put in only the tip of the bottle and squirt lube inside, ok?" I said yes. I felt the cold lube in my rectum which was amazing experience and ass filled with pressure, she knew it so she started fingering. ...Sophie?" My memories started to slot them selves back into place...I looked at her beautiful face, a beautiful tear streaked face coveredin cum! her blue eyes were red with crying. I looked past her to MistressTara and.... what was his.... oh yes Jim, they were at the counterbagging items, she handed him all the money and then my credit card,there were a lot of bags! Tara looked over."Hmmm he's awake," Mistress Tara noted she came over with Jim they stoodover my naked body "Jim make sure. That would not only be humiliating for him but would also be a constant reminder that his wife had let another man father her child. I nodded in response. “Yes, I see what you mean now,” I admitted. “But why go to New York?”She stepped back and laughed again. “You weren’t listening properly were you Rick. He’s an African American Rick!”The penny dropped. “Fuck,” I responded.“Yes, fuck indeed,” Maria said with a smile.”There’ll be no getting away with hiding that will there? It will be a very.