It just wasn't the same for me. I mean it was good and I treated them all with respect but I always thought about Beth.It's funny how you can't just s...ake it off and go on with your life. I tried, believe me I really tried. All the women I dated just didn't do it for me. My best days were the family events when I could see Beth.One night last year I went out with the guys from work. They said they knew a noisy lounge where the women hung out. Of course you know who I saw there. It must have. After our session I made love to Cheyenne in her bed like never before. It was intense as I gave her oral sex, fingered her, and then slipped in as deeply as I was able too before filling her with my sperm, the same sperm that I used to create her about sixteen years before.After lunch Terri and Evelyn arrived to join Cheyenne and my wife on the floor of the family room. For that I had purchased the biggest canvas that they sold. It would me a masterpiece when I was done and I could display. Mads was really mad with desire locking her legs and hand slowly fingering her pussy now the Nigerian removed her had pouring more oil started to massage her pussy with thick stubby fingers.Mads was out of control sensing she was ready the Nigerian moved her down in such a way that her was reclining and facing him. Mads seeing the change opened her eyes to see biggest and blackest cock she had seen in her life & his balls were like tennis balls hanging in both sides.She was petrified as the. "Believe it or not, it comes with certain responsibilities," she replied."Do those responsibilities include what you've done to me?" I asked."As a matter of fact, they do." She replied, seemingly unruffled by myanger.Then she added, "Our reasons will become clear to you, hopefully soon. Inthe meantime, try to consider this an opportunity to learn something."I nodded, and decided to do just that.The trip to my work was short and mostly silent, and she parked close tothe door.I got out, and.