..Ces trois bons hommes rentre dans la douche etj'entend l'eau couler, je me masturbe ? l'id?e de voir le r?sultat...Soudain j'entend des cris d'abord...masculin puis f?minin qui s'intensifie,certains des hommes montent et regardent ce qui se passe dans lesdouche, un d'eux sort et dit- Eh les gars ! Les filles sont arriv?e !!!- Mais nous ne sommes pas des filles, c'est la panique devant les douchetous les hommes se pr?cipitent en me regardant me d?tendre un d'eux medit m?me :- Tu es homo ?-. "Hi Andy. How are you?" "Nervous but ready." "I'll get Andrea," I said. Andrea was wearing a red teddy under a black see-through gown, and she looked utterly fantastic. I led her from the bedroom to the living room where Andy was waiting. I loved the look of appreciation on his face when he saw my wife in her sexy attire. I kissed her good-bye, gave her a wink, and left. As I drove to my friend Jim's house, all kinds of thoughts ran through my mind. 'What if something goes wrong?... What. Then, he drove it into her, clutching her hips and pumping hard. Her eyes closed, she rolled her head back towards him, her lips moaning, her brow knit. Brooke pressed her fingers against her throbbing clit as she watched her new neighbors fucking like animals. It was too much. She gripped the fence and rubbed her clit slow at first. The man lifted one of his legs, placing his foot beside his lady’s knee. His thrusts were slower but with the same force. Brooke watched the lovely blonde woman’s. Maybe it was the attractive guy in the smartly cut business suit who came to the house that evening to help us with the paperwork. Or maybe it was the confidence of the woman who I'd talked to on the phone that morning. She seemed so positive that I'd get a baby from this procedure. She had said that almost 90% of all women who they served got pregnant from just one procedure.Whatever the reason I signed those papers, I did so with the expectation that I would be taken the very next afternoon..