I put my hand on her hips and held her. And the body shaking continue. Clara squeezed both her daughter’s nipples and kissed her on the mouth. Then ...ena collapsed. Her mom had cum on daughter’s faceCrissy had her daughter’s cum on her face. I gently moved a limp Wena onto her back. And I was now on my back. Crissy moved above me to use me for her pleasure. Michelle went down on Wena. I told Michelle I could taste her juices on her mom’s face. She giggled into the young friend’s pussy she was. But Francie’s service was assigned to a creche and she could take her son with her.And what’s with Francie popping in and wanting to have sex? I feel guilty about it. Not enough that I wouldn’t do it, of course. She looks a hell of a lot hotter now than she ever did in high school. I guess she has gym time every morning. But what is she to me? She’s not part of my pod or a girlfriend. It was like sex with her was grandfathered in because we’d had sex before I had a pod. I need to talk to. ”“I guess that would be okay then.”“Do we have a deal?”“Sure.”“One other thing.”“What?”“I don’t want it connected to the Internet. I don’t want the Internet coming into the building at all. All of my remote access will be by dial-up modem.”“You’re kidding.”“I’m very serious. I’ll have someone come by to install the software. It’s possible that I’ll send you a DVD in the mail with data on it to load on the machines for me.”“That’s so 1980s.”“It is what it is.”Once he returned to his car, Peter. “No,” he sighed as he slipped deep into her.”Not one man but two.” Sara gasped as he thrust hard into her. “No.” Brian thrust harder and faster into her. “Yes.” “No.” “Yes,” he growled. Sara groaned loudly as another orgasm hit her. A flurry of hard thrusts later Brian came as well.Later, after dinner, they sat in the study together. Brian picked up a hardback book but he gave his Kindle to her. “Have another read if you like,” he said. She felt a little strange opening it up in his presence.