You got anything? I'm gonna go again. And you can't stop me."It was a rhetorical question. She'd already found something."I'll use this hairbrush. I n...ed something to fill my pussy with. I need something bigger, but, that's in your fucking pants, so, that's out. How about a pop bottle, you're always drinking those glass Cokes? Where's an empty, big shot?" You are not shoving a glass bottle up in there and I mean it, damn it." Okay, okay, don't get over-heated, Cull, or, you'll be over here with. She struggled out of her jeans and stood before us half-naked, my eyes devouring the soft curves and folds of her body, the vastness of her white dimpled thighs and her huge round ass. "I've grown very large for you," - she said breathily."I came up to her from behind and handed her the Coke, hugging her and sliding my hands over her sides and belly as she drank straight from the bottle."Good girl," - I said, feeding her a piece of chocolate and kissing the flower tattooed on her shoulder, -. Nothing special.I was dumb, though. Because flying back to Baltimore at dusk on Sunday, I pretty much committed myself to Option Three.Don Quixote had nothing on me.And I was going to have to go it alone. I didn't even have a Sancho Panza.I didn't waste any time. When we landed at BWI I grabbed Franklin Jones while he was getting his luggage and walked him out to the parking garage."I'd like to kinda work on this thing a little -- try some stuff," I said. "With Juniper, I mean." What kinda. Both of us ladies were able to read the subtext there. So, we both stood up, and laid kisses on our man's lips."You know you love us," both of us ladies said.We got hugs for that, and I came to Ted's ear."Are you okay asking the questions, with your cock in my mouth?" I pondered."I'm good," Ted let me know."It's not awkward having sex in front of them?" I inquired."Maybe a little," Ted told me.I thought I'd help him feel a little better. I began stripping, and I got down to just my panties,.