The light presence of his hand on the back of my head. His cock becoming rock hard. I feel his other hand slide into my hair and pull me back up. Hand... still in my hair he presses his lips to mine and whispers I want you on top of me. Nearby, are a stack of mattresses from the upstairs bedrooms. He slides one out and lies it down taking my hand and pulling me down on to it with him. Ride my cock he whispers. I climb onto him reach down and guide him inside of me. His hands on my hips as I. I was instantly Paula Winslow, insurance adjuster. I headed for the address in West Seattle where Bradley lived. Now, how much should the policy be for? Half a million? That sounded about right.When I reached the house, I had to brace myself again. I clutched my folio in my hand and headed to the door, hoping my makeup was sufficient to hide the bruises on my face.“Mrs. Keane?” I said when a matronly woman of about 50 opened the door. “I’m Paula Winslow of American Insurance Company. I don’t. It made sense she thought: if they’d been fucked in that selfish way then Kim and the others would’ve been a bit different somehow and not been so fond of sex in that pure, happy way they were.“What happens now?” she asked. “Do you go out and start having babies with humans? Ordinary humans I mean you know.”“We wait to hear,” Georgie answered cheerfully, “then we do it.”Sophie smiled, wondering if it all made sense. Anyway she called her mum to ask for a lift: voicemail though. She tried her. . she switched off the light, and I heard her get undressed ... and then she joined me ... naked ....First we just hugged and kissed each other tenderly ... I remembered having seen her husband and asked her if he wouldn’t be missing her, and she said yes, so we better hurry up .... Without hesitation I threw the cover onto the floor ... she slipped underneath me and spread her legs ... and without further ado I was once again inside the married pussy of my Juliana! Since she was in a hurry, I.