I don't care. I do, but not in a negative way. Just curious." I'm thirty-six." Where's your wife?" Asleep." So what are you doing talking to wet horny...girls this time of night." Talking to wet horny girls. I'm old, after all." Ah, don't say that. That's a nice age for a man. Means you're not immature." I don't know about that. Some people would disagree with you, my wife for example, if she ever found out." You're funny. What I meant was that you're not a kid." Like you, for example?" I'll take. When she was satisfied that his cock was clean she lay on the floor and spread her legs."Now clean out my cunt."I knew I had no choice. I got between her legs and started to lick my husbands cum from her cunt. She grabbed my hair."Get that tongue right up inside. There's lots of cum up there." She then pushed my face hard into her cunt. I pushed my tongue as far as it would go. I could taste my husbands cum and her cunt juices. She was rubbing her cunt hard against my face as if she was trying. We switched them, then returned back upstairs to wait again as they dried. We both sat back down on the couch again. Neither of us seemed to be able to think of what to say. "I'm thinking of a number between one and ten. Go." I said, desperate to start a conversation again. "Seven?" Nicole asked.My jaw dropped. "How did you..." I trailed off. "I told you I'm good at guessing." Nicole replied. "Oh, really? Then guess what I am thinking right now." I said, looking right at her, hoping it wasn't. .. mine as well, in fact, though Rox and Carl had talked me into letting them raise the little one as entirely theirs. My new wife, Jen, was there, with our little daughter Vicky in her arms nestled against her breasts. The fact that Vicky wasn't biologically mine didn't matter to me. She was very much my daughter and she already felt comfortable being held by me. The sperm that made Vicky actually came from Garth, Jen's ex-boyfriend, who had also impregnated his own mother, Pam. The only one.