”“I don’t know. She’s going to get to experience school like the other children,” replied Ed as he waited for her to return with the ball. W...en she came, he accepted the ball and threw it to the other end of the room.“She won’t have the patience to sit in a classroom,” countered William.“We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.” That was the only answer to William’s comment. That was the only answer for every possible situation with the children. William was five and would be ready to head to. .. but none-the-less pleasurable. We went for missionary that first time. Looking back on it, as I do frequently, I’m pleased I managed to hold out through her first two orgasms before letting go myself. I can’t claim the credit, though, not really; I was just lost in the moment. Yes, wanting to make it last – forever would have not been too long (might have got a bit sore, I suppose) – I’m rambling here. I’m sure you get the point; we were both more than ready for our first joining. It was. Linda perhaps woke up first, and it was the feeling of her lips against mine that gently awakened me. We kissed and fondled each other’s breasts softly for a while but eventually our moans of pleasure woke up Dottie. Soon, I was in a lovely soft and warm sandwich between my two lovers, as Linda chewed upon my right nipple while Dot paid her own attentions to my left one. Then a pair of fingers began to delve into me from below the comforter.“If one of you doesn’t eat me soon, then I’m going to. Lou found that even terror had its limits.For about ... ten eternities, he was terrified. For the next bit, he was apprehensive. Then he was bored. The Terror Talon that had a hold of him wasn’t squeezing him hard, nor was it being particularly uncomfortable. Indeed, he was actually pretty comfortable, wrapped up tightly in a tentacle and kept in a kind of gimbled grip that meant that every step of the creature’s legs barely felt like anything more than a gentle swaying. But there was not much.