That did not seem to be working well for her any more. Maybe it was time to knock on Mr. Nick's door and ask for some sugar.She hesitated outside the ...oor feeling the butterflies start to do wheelies in her tummy and the involuntary tightening of her sphincter muscle that always signaled her desire to have sex. She hoped her panties were not showing the betraying wet spot marking her as a bad girl.Her hand was raised to knock on the door when Mr. Nick opened it before her fist could hit the. .. spread my cunt, stretching it, forcing it. I saw her arms quiver with tension as she thrust... "Oh Lucy... its too much!!" I gasped. My cunt was on fire.I heard a strange laughter bubbling from my lover, a wrenching sensation, bone-spreading slide... "Your fists are going into my cuuuuuunnnttttt!!!" I wailed.A final shove, and I was so full I feared I would tear. Lucy was watching her hands, eyes wide with wonder. I felt them slide against each other in the fantastic tightness. Rubbing.... We did not send you. We gave you room for manoeuvre, and you took it. But remember, WE ARE IN CHARGE. If we decide to pull you out, we shall.’‘High Noon’‘What?’‘I see myself more as Gary Cooper than Yul Brynner.’‘More like Eric Morecambe in Magnificent Two’ a laughing ‘voice’ said. ‘Okay, look, we won’t pull you out yet. Maybe you could find out more about the Iron Specialism?’I’d told them about the suggestion there may be some men willing to mate, who were being spirited away.‘I was thinking. .. That’s great! ... And probate? ... Okay, thanks. I’ll let Alicia know, and thanks again for everything.”“Alicia, that was Sam. The Judge agreed to an additional advance of two hundred thousand. Sam will be wiring it to our bank account tomorrow. He also told me that probate is moving along with no hiccups. He thinks it will close earlier than he predicted.”“Great! That means we can get married right away. Mom has been pushing for us to set a date, now we can.“Jeb, will us having the same.
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