We loved each other. We joked that we would be old ladies together after the men had passed on, that my daughter would always wonder about Mom and 'Au...t' Adelle living together at eighty-five.Eighty-five. Our relationship didn't even make it to thirty-five.Adelle's husband was a good man. Hard working, devoted. He was Adelle's biggest fan and dull as stale toast. He was so afraid of losing his greatest possession that he exerted strange little ways of controlling her. But I allowed everything.. Jean's jaw dropped when she revealed who Court's father was and still further when Libby told her about their travelling arrangements."I haven't got any clothes," she said at the end, "or money for that matter." Nor have I at the moment, Mum, but we don't need any to start with. Money that is," she added with a giggle, "but Maestro Timermat says I shall be earning a lot soon and that he will lend me what I need in the meanwhile. As far as clothes go we've both got summer clothes and swimmers to. She was doing a great job of recording what I thought was the best fuck ever. Wesley was getting his moneys worth this time."Honey, you're on the pill aren't you?" It was Diamond asking.I was trying to catch my breath but I was finally able to answer her back. "No." Oh no. You're not taking birth control? You just took your lover's black seed into your vagina. His sperm rich cum into your married white cunt. His sperm are racing to inseminate your egg. He has bred you. You did want him to breed. I reached up and kneaded Sam's breasts, moving my body to compliment her movements. As she ground down, I raised up, as she circled, I circled the opposite way. I was keen to be a good lover and wanted to please her more than anything I had ever desired. I watched as her brow furrowed slightly, her mouth formed a perfect O, her nails dug into my chest, and a slight moan escaped her lips. Sam crushed her pelvis against mine as I thrust up to meet her, she circled her hips, then gasped as she.