I stripped and went down the hall to the guest bathroom for my shower. I was back and getting dressed when Gwen finally turned the water off. I was co...pletely dressed by the time she entered the bedroom.It was obvious she had been crying. Her hands shook as she clung to the towel wrapped around her."Jim, I'm so sorry!" she wailed. "It was a mistake. I am so ashamed. Are you going to leave me, or throw me out?" Why would I do that, Sweetheart? I asked. "You've made me a cuckold. I'm new to the. ." Who?" I looked up from my breakfast."Watersman? He's with Time magazine, they're running the profiles every week for two months, starting in October. Remember? Your studio session is in three weeks..." Studio?" I frowned."For the cover?" Rio wrinkled her pert Hispanic nose, tapping her small computer. "You get, um ... The week of November third. I want an autograph on mine." I just want to go to Mars," I sighed and I'd grossly underestimated the amount of public relations work I'd have to. I then felt her hand slowly rub between my legs. I was wearing a loose fitting pair of shorts. Her fingers quickly found my wet throbbing pussy. She moaned when she felt how wet I already was. She got undressed and then pulled my shorts off. She got on top of me and her naked body was so warm and soft. She smelled amazing. She kissed and licked all the way down to my tummy. I was now moaning softly. She circled my belly button, licking and kissing, then her hand rubbed my. Ensuring another pregnancy. As the black bull pounded against her hips, his balls would slap against her swollen belly with a wet slapping sound. Every thrust into her perfect pussy his cock would get squeezed by her walls of pleasure, thirsting for his baby juice, aching to milk his balls dry. Her pussy stretched to accommodate his massive black rod.She bucked against it every thrust, hoping it'd squirt and fill her womb to the brim once again. She loved the smell and taste of cum. She craved.