”“Cheers,” Dan offered, toasting to Wendy.“To happier days,” she replied, touching her cup to his, and they each took a sip.“Ahh, that hit... the spot!” Dan sighed.“I’m glad we have the time for a coffee, just us two. We haven’t been alone since we met,” she said.“Karen suggested I ask you out for a coffee.”“And Jake suggested I ask you out for a coffee too. I think my son and Karen are trying to play matchmakers and I agree,” Wendy smiled, taking another sip.“Jake just wants you to be. He bet she had brown nipples, big brown nipples.She had been so easy. A drink bought, a few words exchanged. He had walked her out to her car and had made sure she saw his. She had looked him up and down, saw dollar signs and had agreed to go with him to another bar he knew where the band was much better. She climbed into his car turned to grab the seat belt and he had been ready for her. The cloth had been plastered to her face and she was out in seconds.It was so easy to drive at night with a. . . I can usually get him up at least three times, and sometimes four or five times. But then . . . ‘ ‘Leave that to Lori and me!’ Evie said with a laugh. ‘Unless you’ve got something more important to do, we’re gonna keep you here for the next day-and-a-half or so! Even if you can’t get it up, we’ll find ways to keep you busy! And us amused!’ And to think I’d thought Evie was sexually unimaginative! I felt Lori’s lips and tongue on my cock as Evie planted kisses on my lips. ‘Lori and I were. But she could feel that itch forming in her. That need to be bred by my futa-cock. And my shaft twitched. My pussy clenched. My juices flowed and my ovaries ached.I wanted to breed her.And then it hit me. How was I going to stop Amelia from just mounting my cock right there during the interview. She would ride me the same away Jordan had only ten minutes ago. Amelia would slide her pussy up and down my dick, not caring it was fresh from Dona’s asshole.Worse, I wouldn’t stop her. I couldn’t stop.