She got out of bed and jumped around our bedroom, gave me numerous sexy poses, smiled and winked then said "this floppy breasted 52 year old woman has...still got it"!! One morning when she was 52 and 5 months old, she woke up, rubbed her pussy lips, smelt her fingers, looked at me and beamed! She said I'm going to ovulate soon! She was right, in 2 days she had a solid period. She was ecstatic. After her period we talked in bed, she asked me what I thought about her trying for another black baby?. There are some things that they want to get. Lorrie wants you to keep your dress a secret until Saturday night." I hope this goes OK, I'm a little worried in a way," I said, "I have never planned a lesbian date. I have never had to take the lead role from the beginning. It was always a more mutual 'do you want to do this' and 'OK, let's get naked and do it'." She told me that she had never been all the way with a girl. The most she had done was the heavy kissing she had done with us, that was. Remas was at the station to meet us with a super stretch limo that we barely all fit into with our luggage and instruments. The driver took us across the bridge to the apartments in Arlington where we’d stayed a few months earlier. We all knew we’d be floating from bedroom to bedroom among the four of them and that there might be anything from one to five in a room on any given night. This time, we made sure Remas was staying with us by the simple expedient of getting her undressed and hiding. "Sweetie, can you help me with this. I can't get it." As I squatted next to the chair, I kept my eye on Rob. He was doing his best to tell us the features of the chair but his breathing was quickly becoming abated. I couldn't help but smile. I pulled the lever quickly and as the foot rest sprung out and the chair flew back, so did Krista. She let out a small shreak, her legs flung open, her skirt rode up and before Rob could say anything, my wife's neatly trimmed pussy was staring him right in.