“Yes, yes, I was. They were not Dale’s children. They were yours. He tested it and proved it to me, beyond a shadow of a doubt. I actually thought...that they were his, but I was wrong about it, and by then, well, I would have had to track you down, but I should have. And I should have tracked you down when she was in need of donors, but I feared doing so would create a mess that would have upset her and actually hurt her chances of survival. It’s my fault that she died and I can never forget. They worked simultaneously starting from my face, going down to my shoulders and arms, then my chest. The two women played with my nipples. It was a new sensation I haven't felt before. Each time they tweaked my nipples, I felt a pleasant electric like current going straight from my nipples to my cock. The reaction was immediate and my cock left its contact with my belly button and assumed a more perpendicular angle, not touching my belly anymore. Here I was with 2 women I just met who were. .Wo maan gayi mai fresh hoge acha deodrant laga ke uske ghar phuncha maine bell bjaya wo nha rhi thi hoooo…..Acha tym pe aya hu ….Usne jaldi apna t shirt aur short 3/4pehen ke door kholi usne bra nhi pehni tshirt thoda gila tha jayse usne snan kiya tha uske boobs ka shape saaf dikh rha tha mai tho us gol gol pyari balls ko ghur rha tha usne muihe andhar bulaya aur sofa baitne ko kaha mujhe usne juice lake diya maine jaan buch ke juice apne bulle pe gira diya usne jaldi me mere pant par towel se. No one was able to find an excuse to leave their wives or families at home. I would have to just ‘suck it up’ as it were. By the afternoon of the fifth day alone I had a meticulously ordered my apartment and was cooking meals that I had never attempted before. I was even being relatively more social in isolation than I normally was. Everything was fine. I didn’t mind my own company and there was plenty to watch and read. But every now and then the same thought popped into my head: Cock! A long.