Patting the ground next to her, Helen offered the spare space to Adrian, who accepted with a grin. Almost instinctively, he pulled her to his side, l...tting her lean her head on his chest, cradling her close, trying to convince himself that friends did this and didn’t kiss, or even fantasise about kissing… Helen meanwhile was too tired to battle the thoughts crossing her mind. In her mind they were still laid where they were, but they were entwined as lovers, kissing, touching and generally. "And that would include?" I said. "You become a guest at our house, mine and Marty's, for every major holiday hereinafter forever; and, you stay till the last dog is hung at all of them," she said. She was smiling. I wasn't. "Okay. I guess, I've got no choice," I said. I ran the major holidays through my mind. The next one up was Thanksgiving. That was a month off. "Do you have a girlfriend, Red?" she said. "No." "No? A nice looking man like you?" she said. "Cut the crap, Darla. I'm. The pressure was intense yet not really painful. If I let myself relax and not give in to the fear of what was happening, it felt overpoweringly and strangely wonderful.Her hand felt far too large, like it would never get inside. But she kept pushing and twisting. The head of the black cock that had so thoroughly fucked me just mimutes before, also felt impossibly large when she first buried it in my ass. If I could take her biggest rubber cock, then surely I could take her hand as well. Or so. I didn't want to be present, I didn't want to have nothing to do with what was happening; it was her decision, not mine or ours just hers.I excused myself and went outside to the corridor to wait the news; after half an hour the doctor's office door opened and I was asked to come inside. Natasha's facial expression was different, I could not read her thoughts, but she seemed at times joyful, at times worried, even preoccupied, but at no time indifferent."Well Mr. Sorensen, your wife can't have.