Neil may have given up sole sexual rights to her but he was still her husband. She loved him and she intended him being part of her relationship with ...he two men. Claire had no intention of leaving him out. A short while later Neil returned and sat down to a glass of wine while Claire finished cooking the steaks. “So, was this morning good?” he asked her as she put down his dinner plate in front of him. She smiled. “Very,” she told him. “I... I bet you must be a little... tired after it. Or both.Also, it was when Emily and Donna realized that Michelle – unlike them – wasn’t pregnant.Oh, wait, Emily thought idly, as she’d watched Michelle’s eyes start to bulge and burn with rage, and her hands ball up into tight, white-knuckled fists, Jack... didn’t knock all of us up?Huh.For some reason, Emily had simply assumed that was part of Jack’s conditioning process. Get conditioned, get impregnated, usually by Jack – it was kind of like a package deal. But ... apparently it wasn’t.. I felt the entire length of him deep within my being. Sweat began to drip from his face onto mine. My body had its own sheen of sweat on it.He cradled my shoulders and leaned down to feel my firm tits against his body as he drove his shaft continuously into my cunt.He fucked me with long smooth strokes, and then become much more urgent with his thrusts. I was amazed that he was able to hold back his orgasm. No boy had ever fucked me like this for this long without losing control. But this. ’ Pamela said with a hint of humor. ‘I grew up going to First Baptist with my parents, but ended up going to the Methodist Church with my husband Mark. That was a long time ago… and when almost everyone went to church. Now… Pastor Westboro says it’s only a quarter of what it used to be.’ ‘He grew up here, too, didn’t he?’ asked Molly. ‘So he’s seen the changes.’ ‘Oh yes.’ said Pamela. ‘I was in school with Raymond, that’s Pastor Westboro. I was a couple of years old than him. I went to the.