Sokolova.”“But they’re old!” she protested.“Which means they have experience! And given that between them they have six kids, I think they m...ght know a thing or two about both making them and raising them! And I have a sneaking suspicion that if you tell Matushka she’s old, I might have to look for a new wife!”“Compared to me they are! Matushka has children older than me and Mrs. Sokolova has a granddaughter almost my age!”“And someday we’ll be their ages, still happily married, with kids and. .."He'd once told her she made people jumpy - made him jumpy. She could see that in his demeanor - taking every tone of her voice on board as if it came from the Queen."Bradley! The coffee's really all right and it's what I need right now. Thank you."She could see the man subside a little at the reassurance. He recovered quickly and asked her, again, if anything was wrong."I guess I needed a break," she explained. He smiled at that and told her he was pleased she decided to drop in. Was it. There had also been a time when Clifford drove while the girls were in the back. It was really just to give Clifford time to catch his breath but they had been drinking the leftover bottle of Bourbon. One thing had led to another and before they knew it there was some serious action happening in the back of Cliff's car while he watched in the rear-view mirror.It wasn't something they had planned or even really thought of doing. Oh they had shared guys before and it had involved a bit of. ..the older African man from Zambia with whom Mara and I had met in Nairobi nearly nine months earlier.I ran my hands, palms down, over the curving expanse of my wife's huge, pregnant belly, in slow, gentle circles, and as I did, I could feel the occasional thump of Omar's baby against the inside of my wife's womb; and it's very aliveness, it's vigor, it's rambunctious energy, it's health...filled me with a difficult to explain sensation of excitement and anticipation. This also made my cock.