I loaded the PowerPoint and quietly demonstrated to Zann how to go to and fro with the slides. It was clearly all new to her, which was a worry, but s...e seemed to get hold of it and how to use the Airmouse and its laser pointer. I’d had to make up the presentation with the versions she’d sent, of course, so at least she knew exactly what was on there.All too soon Stuart finished and looked at Camille, who smiled at Zann, who stood up and sauntered serenely to the end of the room by the big. Mike never hit Wanda with his hands. He did his abusing emotionally. That’s how she wound up pregnant in a relationship that — if she had thought about it — would have ended as soon as it started. She found out she was pregnant about a month and a half into working at the buffet. At her second trimester, she had a miscarriage and discovered how fortunate she was. Wanda wasn’t the woman of Mike’s dreams. He had always wanted to become a parent. Wanda just needed to be a woman. When she was no. Now, as I lay there, freshly inseminated, my head was spinning, my hips ached and my still-shaved vulva was red raw where Tony’s pubic hair had ground hard against it.“I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since the kids were in nursery,” he continued. “I never dreamed it would actually happen. I’m so glad it has.”I chuckled and kissed him on his salty lips. “That feeling is mutual.”“Was it mutual back then?”“I’m not telling,” I said coquettishly. “Maybe it was; maybe you just grew on me.”We both knew. It started off as a normal wonderful blowjob, but she began to moan loudly as if it was turning her on incredibly. I think she was getting a thrill knowing that the folks in the adjoining rooms were listening and hearing our love session. Mom was on all fours, kneeling on the bed between my legs, her loud moans trembled through my stiff shaft and shook my balls and vibrated my spine. When I would moan she would moan louder until we were both getting very vocal again. She then did something.