"Don't worry about running out of sperm; I can get all I want from thefertility clinic!"I was not sure I wanted anymore deliveries from the clinic."Fi...st I took the cock shaped mouth gag that has the feeding tube andfilled my pussy with sperm. Then I used that big black dildo to fuckmyself to two orgasms."That was why her pussy was so wide open. It was at that moment that Irealized that I better make sure Miss Rachel was taking her birthcontrol pills or she could get pregnant with a strangers. The sound of Pauline’s doorbell had barely echoed through her hallway before she was opening the door, swinging it wide and gently hugging me, as she kissed my cheek. Taking the wine and coffee, she led the way inside. Pauline had change out of her nurse’s uniform into a caftan of flowing blue silk. She had bare feet and her hair was damp and sweet smelling from the shower. Her hair was redder than Joanna’s and her eyes more green than hazel. She had a slender figure, a little more curved than. The last time Mr. R was in town and the four of us were together, we got a little careless with all the excitement and exhibitionism.Then the grocery store to stock up and finally headed back home. We agreed that was a good day and we would do some searching on the internet for a****l supply stores. Bob gave us a recommendation but it was out of state and was delivered. We could just combine our orders with his but initially we wanted local to establish some goodwill in the area. We did contact. "Well, Abbie," Miss Barnard smiled thinly, "welcome to your first day at Bellevue Home For Retired Gentlefolk. I trust that your time with us will be a productive one." Thank you, Miss Barnard," said the youngster shyly, addressing her new boss as if she were a teacher - even though Abbie had left school two years ago. Miss Barnard did not disabuse her of the notion."Now Abbie," continued Miss Barnard, "as with most care work, the wages we pay are shockingly poor. However, you will find that.