He’s praised you to the skies to me too.”“I pulled a few other facts about you from Mike so I could be a good hostess for him.”Amber twisted a...strand of her hair in a nervous gesture. The gesture belied several other questions Amber wanted to ask. Finally, the most important of the lot broke through; “Margo, are you and Mike an item – in a relationship? Am I on your turf?”Margo’s head spun to look at Amber’s blunt question so rapidly her neck made a snapping sound. She studied Amber through an. Plum volunteered to keep me company in the bed, and I was glad. I loved all my wives very much and enjoyed being close to any of them.Plum told me she wanted my body as soon as we got into the bedroom. I told her I was good for other things than making love. She said she knew that, but wanted to make love now anyway. I laughed and we made sweet love for a few minutes with her on top. After she was resting on top of me, I told her I loved her, and went to sleep.I got awakened for supper. It was. " He switched to the other nipple and chewed gently. "I'm buying a lot of plastic cocks." Is there a happy ending?" asked Vixen with a shudder as her father stroked her G-spot, and she felt for his prostate."No, no. The poor girl is burned alive or impaled; I've forgotten which. We are going to call it Greta, I think, not Hilda, and you are going to star. I think we'll impale you; that's easier." He chuckled as he felt his tired phallus tremble. "A thick pole in your pussy, eh?"An orgasm swept. I lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. She was fumbling with my belt unable to get it unfastened. I quickly helped her with it then together we undid my pants and zipper, pushing them down my legs. My underware was perched up high like a circus tent with my throbbing hard cock underneath. Slowly she slid her fingers under the waist band and down between my legs cupping my balls in her hand, then with a tender grip she began stroking up and down the length of manhood. I pulled at.