”“If he didn’t have experience and they didn’t have anything other than health class to go by, that isn’t too surprising. If it hadn’t bee... for the book I told you about, we might have had that problem the first time. It said basically everyone figures it out eventually.”“How many kids do you want?” she asked.“I always thought two was the right number, but I’m not against having more. What about you?”“At least two, but I’m not sure.”“We have lots of time to think about that,” I replied. “There. " She paused as she could see I had more questions to ask."What about pregnancy?" I have condoms if we need them," she stated simply, and pointed through the door window to a small mixing bowl sitting on a table by the chair she had set up. It was full of a variety of condoms. "We collected them from various places" she said, answering my next question before I could ask it."And what the hell did you do to that chair?" I asked, also pointing in the window. The chair Lindsay had set up looked to. He had tried to get his tool inside my very tiny asshole; but he was too huge for my little back door…I heard a well-known voice asking if it was all going fine.I then opened my eyes to find my beloved husband standing there, at the door sill. Victor smiled at me, saying there was a huge black guy naked in our kitchen, dripping semen from his still hard cock. I smiled at him, spreading my legs wide for my loving hubby.I then explained his name was Benson and he had fucked me so fine during all. “What… What’s it going to do?” Stephanie stammered.“Calm down love, it’s going to fuck us what else?” Her pussy laughed as the vibrator spit a gooey substance on her denim skirt like a spitting cobra. Suddenly the skirt sailed down to her feet on its own.“Wait… you’re kidding right?” “Stephanie said as she stepped out of her skirt just in time for the phallic snake to spit on her tank top as well. Knowing where this was going, she went ahead and raised her arms as her tank top flew over her.