"When did we start talking about having babies? When did you decide you wanted to be a mother?"Sally looked confused. "I don't know. I never thought a...out it until I realized he might be making babies in other women. All I know is that he makes me feel special, and I want to make him feel special too. And if I have to share him ... then fine. At least I'll have a man in my life part of the time."Meg sat up straight. "She's got a point Mavis. Think about it. Bobby's an orphan. He can't get. From midnight.The driver's seat in the 'ugly duckly' suits me. Lazy hanging to the door. An elbow outside.I have my left leg free. Usually I park my foot at the wheel cap. My knee close at the steer.I have experience in driving down 'les autoroutes de soleil, sans mes mains, pour rouler'.I have only to stretch my foot a bit to keep the steer straight, so I can roll my 'p'tit petard'.I have a nickname among French friends 'a Paris, Lyon, Grenoble, Marseille, Montpellier'.They all call me , as. She whispers suck my titties and speeds her stride to a gallop. she's riding me like a soldier headed full charge into battle. I was her valliant steed and loved my job. her main gril friend grbas her by the breasts and eeases her back exposing my face for a brief second befor climbing ontop.Her pussy was sweet tasting like she was masturbating with a hershey bar. their moans are muffled by the extra titties that came along for the ride, I didn't know them but they were welcomed strangers,after. I figured it would have been cruel to deny him one and stroked his muscular chest as we swapped spit for a while.I could feel my shirt being removed and released Sean's mouth just long enough to facilitate that. Then, my belt loosened and my pants and boxer were pulled down.Then Juan's mouth was around my balls and I was moaning again. He stopped sucking after a few minutes and played with them with his fingers. Sean began moaning so I had a guess as to why Juan stopped. A few minutes later,.