Thomas felt himself harden under his clothes at that look. The taller boy stepped softly on bare feet towards him. He crouched down in front of Thomas...and undid the catches on his sandals, light touches to the blond boy's heels coaxed him to step out of them and Sera took the footwear and placed them neatly under the coffee table. He knelt up and drew down the fly of Thomas's jeans with slow movements, peeling away the fabric gently and placed the garment with the shoes. He seemed to avoid. I opened the door to her car in climbed in, my head swimming from the sudden rush of blood, partially from standing up so fast and some from the cool drinks I had just polished off. “I’m vicky, .” She started out of the parking lot. “I’m Malliga menon. Can I ask you a question?” she asked as she drove the opposite direction from the nearest ice cream place, which happened to be in the same shopping center. I didn’t say anything; I was already in the car and who cared about the ice cream.. After a moment, I leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I have NO regrets. Okay?"She, in turn, whispered back in my ear: "Neither do I!"I gave her tummy another pat, and as I did, the thought of Omar's sperm (or at least one of his numerous sperm!) had already, and at that very moment, fertilized at least one of her eggs, and had implanted itself into the interior wall of her uterus! Once again, as I thought of that, my cock stiffened, as best it could, behind the fabric of my slacks...and I. "Not today, though," she sighed. "You stretched me so much I'm sore!"They did a whirlwind of very short shots of the happy couple going shopping, and into a museum, and eating lunch and sightseeing in Vegas. Then they had the two of them dress for dancing that night. Of course most of the time the camera was on Amanda as she stripped down and then dressed again. She picked up bra and panties, looked at them, and then tossed them on the bed before slipped into a peasant blouse and loose skirt..