“Plan to make it in music?”“More hope than plans,” Eddie shrugged.“Eddie’s really really good,” Joe said. “He’s got a chance.”“S...metimes talent ain’t enough.”“He’s got a manager to make his luck,” Joe said.“Couldn’t hurt. Hardcore,” the cabbie shook his head.They laughed.He let them out at Washington Square Park. Moe paid over Joe’s objection. He hoped she tipped well. The old guy seemed pleased.They ended up purposely next to a falafel stand. They ate and headed to the dry fountain. Eddie set. Within 24 hours, both women could be carrying my child.That’ll take some explaining to the chaps at the golf club, I thought.Becky clamped her long, fine legs round my back and used her heels on my bum cheeks to spur me on. Not that I needed so much encouragement.Her tight pussy created just enough friction for my cock as I ploughed her channel, comfortable, warm, and yet with growing sexual tension. Sometimes, I wish I’d take the time to try a little cunnilingus on her, but invariably the call. I asked her what the kid was talking about when he said that thing she did with her finger, she finger fucked his ass as she sucked him. As we got to the Toll Booth, I noticed a girl was the attendant and as I handed her the dollar for the toll, she looked over at my Wife, then back at me and smiled, she started to hand me a receipt, I told her I didn't need one, she replied ...."Yes, you do." I took it and as I drove off I saw that it wasn't a receipt, but a name and phone number. "This could. We’d been talking on line for months now. Almost a year actually. In fact, this was a bit of an anniversary celebration. He sent me a ticket over the Internet to come and meet Him. We’d talked about meeting up all the time, and even when He talked about flying me out, I didn’t think it would ever really happen. Yet here I was – wearing the Cornflower Blue halter dress I picked out because the color accented my eyes and the plunging neckline accented my tits – hair done up like a model – lips.