Then he added the best words "Let's make that baby now."His words put me back on track. All I could do was grab his forearms and hold my legs around ...is waist. Dave then did the unthinkable, full withdrawal and full insertion. Again, again and again. Hard and fast. It hurt. A lot. Maybe a foot of cock flying out of me, then slamming home. By this time my lips were either numb or used to the thickness. My cervix was feeling it every time he slammed through. Tears were in my eyes. But. He neededreminders to wash and shower. He had to be told to brush his teethand comb his hair. He needed to be watched whenever he was awake.He rarely ate unless prompted. Mary was concerned about his weightloss. She asked Anne's advice.Anne was firm. "He doesn't need all that bulk and muscle. He's betteroff slim and healthy. Just keep him on the medication for at leastanother week."Mary had to admit that life was easier this way. Rather thanarguments and confrontations, she found that keeping. They opened the front zipper as quietly as they could and entered the cozy abode where Thomas and Pam lay pleasantly entangled. The two men expertly put syringes to the sleeping couples’ arms and injected them just underneath the skin. Neither of the sleeping couple woke up to the disturbance. Soon they were in a much deeper sleep than they had been originally. The masked men moved to the other tent. This time there was no need for particular precaution. They descended onto the sleeping girls. She swallowed most of it, a few drops dribbling down the side of her mouth. Lindsay settled on letting Jonathan come on her beautiful face. He plastered one of her eye shut with his thick come. Michelle laughed looking at her.“You look so cute,” she said, taking Lindsay’s face between her hands and licking the sticky come off it. “But that’s a waste of Johnny’s sweet come, baby.” Michelle then kissed Lindsay, sharing with her the combined taste of Jonathan and Fred’s come.“Mmmm, tasty,” Lindsay.