”“Anything you didn’t expect?”“There was some from beyond West Africa. And I was 3% Norweigian. No idea.”“That’s cool!”“What about...you?”“Irish Catholic. Some German. I’ve been thinking about taking one of them.”“You should.”“Maybe I will,” Joe smirked.“Well, I’d love to sample your DNA.”“Are you flirting with me?”“Only if it’s working.”“I’m pretty attentive. And I could use it. My wife hasn’t given me any in two weeks.”“Well, I’m available. Here’s my number. I better get going.”Joe watched the. "But think of something." Okay, okay," Kaelee said. "Give me a sec to think."Kaelee pulled herself out from beneath the tied couple and paced the room trying to think of a solution to this problem. Karen watched helplessly as her friend was pulling on her hair and biting her lower lip.Then Kaelee spotted the phone book. She quickly picked it up and began turning pages in search of something that might help."Wha... what are you doing?" Karen asked. "This is no time to be ordering pizza!" I'm. "I think I told him that I thought that was a good idea, but I don't remember for sure. Things got hazy after that. I remember disconnected bits and pieces. I remember looking down at an erect cock as my head was pushed down toward it. I remember several bright flashes of light. I remember the searing pain of something being pushed into my ass and I remember hearing my own voice crying out, "Oh God, oh God, oh God." Mostly I remember that three or four hours of my life took place without me. I touched her softly and slowly. I gave her kisses all over her face and body. My fingers played with her hair. During the hours I fucked the hell out of her, I learned the way around her vulva — from the top of the clitoral glans, boundaries of her inner lips, to the smooth vastness of skin just below the vaginal entrance and anus. She is so tired but she forgot all of that when I brought her to multiple orgasm. She had sexual amnesia, she forgot how the evening started. She is ready and.