“This makes me want to puke!”The assistant Louise blinked through her thick glasses as the darling of the afternoon talk shows rip through some cu...sing that would have made a drill instructor blush. “But Miss McVey,” she protested obsequiously, “you have the highest rated show in the afternoon time slot in the country. All my friends just adore your programs. Why, just look at what happened to those bunny-tail bedroom slippers you endorsed—one little quip from you on your program last week, and. .. and of course an STI panel showing everything is looking good. This discussion between my wife and I went of for some time till be decided to make the offer to them. It was warmly received by the girls and we started to make plans on how to move forward, again with drinks in hand to ease some very not normal conversations. Both of us where very familiar with fertility tracking and sperm health at this point so getting started was a snap and we looked forward to ovulation day. The first cycle. "I would be more fun if we took him back to our place," Cassandra commented with a secretive grin that I would learn a lot about in the future to come."Then can someone tell me what's really happening?" I begged."Of course, Master," they both chimed together, sounding an awful like a particular television Jeannie I'd long wished to know on a personal level.They quickly dressed themselves (darn!) and told me the only thing I needed to bring was myself and their control boxes. That was easy. I knew that using Carla's bed wouldn't be a good idea. I raced along the upstairs hallway to my own bedroom, where I hurriedly stripped and jumped on the bed. I decided I needed a little foreplay before using something so huge on myself, so I began by massaging my tits. They're pretty impressive ones, if I do say so, the kind men stare at a lot. I then began to tweak my nipples, which are very sensitive. As I rubbed them to full erection, a powerful current of lust began to flow through my.