My name's Betty. That's my husband, Dan."I nodded to Dan, still holding her soft hand in mine as she made no effort to remove it, until I realised wha... I was doing, letting it go slowly as I said "and that's my wife, Alice."The two girls smiled at each other and then Alice turned back to Dan and held out her hand, which her quickly took by the fingers and brought to his mouth, kissing the back of her hand softly, but like me, seemingly reluctant to release it and Alice didn't pull away. The feel of her cunt changed immediately and my cock was bathed in lovely warm baby batter. Alan stayed inside for a few more thrusts and then withdrew slowly, leaving me still inside. I knew what I wanted - I asked Sue if we could change position, I wanted her on her back, her legs spread wide and knees bent so that I could examine her cum-filled cunt. Alan placed a pillow under her bum and I used my fingers to scoop the cum dribbling out of her and push it back into her cunt. With her legs. The lift stopped, and Luisa lifted her head. She was beyond tired, and the lift doors were an indistinct blur. Her tongue cleaved to the roof of her mouth, for she had refused even water. Eating was out of the question; her stomach was a knot of iron bars, and she had vomited when Kayla had forced her to eat something. She concentrated on the doors, and they swam into focus. Aaron moved forward, and Luisa somehow managed to put one foot in front of the other.She hated Aaron with every fiber of. My wife wasn't home at the moment, and so I finished doing the morning breakfast dishes, and even did the vacuuming that she'd asked me to do several days earlier. As I vacuumed, I kept thinking about the pregnancy test box in the alley way trash can. So, I wondered, is my wife pregnant? And if she was, then who was the 'father?' Because there was absolutely no doubt that it wasn't me!After I'd finished the vacuuming, I decided to watch some porn, and as I sat in front of the lap top screen, I.