That is all the power I need. I have nine wives, soon to be ten, who love me unquestioningly and I have three children, yes adopted, but still I am th...ir father if you ask them. I have three pregnant wives and a possible fourth. Therefore I am the happiest man I know and more happiness I’m not sure I could stand. Just to call you friend, I am honored, I need nothing more.”“Bob, I am humbled by you and your love and friendship. Your wish is granted, whether Carmaletta is saved or not I will. But I don’t believe that!”On the screen the guy had begun to kiss the wet cunt.“What do you mean?” Bob asked.“Well, No offence dear. But in my experience once men have cum they think it’s all over. I’ve never known a man want to go down after they’ve filled you up.”“Bob does,” Carrie said without thinking and was shocked she’d said it out loud. Della raised a quizzical eyebrow.“Does he indeed. I’d like to see that,” she said. “Wish I could feel it too.”She laughed. Carrie turned to Bob. "D-don't st-stop," Mom stammered in the midst of her orgasm, "Keep fucking me." I'm gonna cum!" I yelled, holding onto her boobs."Give it to me baby!" Mom pleaded, "Don't you spill a fucking drop!"I saw star as I exploded into her, cum blasting like a volcano in her hot depths. I groaned as I pulled out and more cum shot from me onto her tits. I watched as she brought each one to her mouth a d sucked them clean."Think that will hold you until our anniversary tomorrow night?" Mom asked as I. The galling thing was that I knew I was in the wrong: I should have checked the weather before coming out, and it wouldn’t have been a problem to put a small umbrella or my folding waterproof into my bag. So I couldn’t really blame anyone else, which only made it worse. “Come on, make room for me under there,” I said, pressing my wet body against his as I tried to get under the umbrella. I felt his cheek against mine, and heard him whisper in my ear. “You know, you really do look hot like.