Since we both seemed to be following the same direction through the store, we chatted along the way.We started with the weather and slowly moved into ...ore personal material. We were about three-quarters of the way through the store when she blurted out. "James, would you help my wife, Jane, and I have a child?"I stared at her for a moment like she was speaking a foreign language. When nothing came out of my mouth, she added, "Why don't you come by the house for dinner tonight. Do you. "You can talk later. I'm really tired and hungov-"Trina was silenced by a look from her dad as he shot a look that might as well have been a gunshot."-Hung over my clothes on a clothes hanger…" the eldest Vega said, trying to save face. "Which is a completely normal thing to do."Mr. Vega just shook his head and checked his watch. "Tori, hun, would you run out and grab the paper for me? I'm making breakfast and your mom is helping me. And your s*ster… anyway… can you go out and get it?"Tori. The whisper, she knew, had been because the elevator was crowded.She hadn't turned - hadn't pulled away – but smiled to herself at his clandestine audacity.She reached up along her body and touched the hollow at the base of her throat, simply feeling her breath go in and out a moment or two before letting her hand drift back down. Her palm made the slow, upward scoop over the smooth swell of her naked breast, her nipple puckering toward hardness. She paused to pinch the smoldering nub and. Then he would raise up off of her and and take long slow strokes, withdrawing until the ridge of his head was at her opening, before gently sliding back in. Kerry's eyes were glassy, her screams became shrill, and when she could form words at all, they were course utterances about how full she was, and how Thomas's huge cock was stretching her as never before. To my knowledge, she hadn't... The orgasms were trembling, shaking, screaming, and nearly endless... The whole scene was way too much.