We were not in a position to give an infant the care she deserved. Our condition was so dire, we had decided to give the baby up for adoption.”“So...it was heartbreaking either way,” Amanda said.“We knew we wouldn’t be bringing a baby home,” April added.“I can fully understand that. How did you learn this?”“My parents told us,” April replied. “They said that Brad came to them wanting me to live at their house and be a live-in nanny for Mattie.”“Mattie is the girl’s name, I presume,” Amanda. Natalia took her fingers out of my asshole, got up and told me she would be right back. She left the room naked. A few moments she returned, still naked with a man. She introduced her husband Ivan to me. Ivan said hello and started to get undressed. He was a nice looking man in his late 50's. He had short salt & pepper hair and a very slim body. He slipped off his pants to reveal a very hard, very large cut cock. Natalia had came back to the futon and started massaging my back again. . . more... more! Faster... faster... faster! “Hoooorrrr... hhhaaaarrrrr... eeeeeeee... eeeee...” Xena had begun to squeal ecstatically. There was more laughter, more clapping. But Xena didn’t care any more. She was lost in a tide of rising lust. She was over the brink. Flooding, flooding down. Lost... lost... totally lost. She cried out again and again... squirming uncontrollably... as she spent herself again and again. And again ... “What an exhibition,” said Venetia derisively. A few moments. Oh this man of mine. Once removed, he pulled a chair closer to him and took a seat in front of my spread legs. Being that my obgyn is typically the only one to sit on a chair at eye level with my twat, I was suddenly, completely self-conscience. I sat up to look at him questioningly but he shushed me and told me to lie back down. I felt a finger enter my pussy and heard him taste me. He let out a satisfied groan of approval and went in for a lick. He familiarly explored me as I began to slowly.