There – the curtain fluttered again. The woman was still against the table, though I couldn't see nearly as much as I'd like. I did see that she had...a wedding band on her left hand, and wondered if she were there with her husband. God, my cock was so hard!I couldn't take it anymore and went to their door and knocked, though I could barely hear the tap, tap, tap over the pounding of my heart."Yeah, just a minute," I heard from inside, a little bit muffled by the door. Then the dot of light. Carla dressed in the hallway and we stepped out into the muggy night, warm despite the fall season.I walked her to her car, parked a few spaces away from mine."Where do you want to go?" I asked her."Home lover," she said."But I thought we were going to eat." I need to eat something else right now," she purred, rubbing me through my jeans and making me grow.Needless to say, we raced each other home and ate in that night, but I must confess that Carla had more fun than I did. A part of me was. Once he was tied up, Mary looked at him and said, "You are all ready. I'll go clean up so we can do this properly."Mary went into the bathroom and John could hear the shower running. While she was in the shower, John thought he heard Mary screaming, as if she had an orgasm in the shower. "This woman is in satiable. What am I going to do?" John thought still trying to figure out a plan. While he was laying there, John finally hit upon a thought, that might be just enough to allow him to escape,. It is pot luck whether one gets it or not. Some girls get it for a week or two, others have it for months. For having a child of my own, I am willing to put up with whatever happens, my darling.”John put his arm around her and gave her a hug and a kiss. This spurred Catherine to state, “John, I am just as keen to have your babies, and to put up with the discomforts as well.”John took the hint, and gave Catherine the same treatment, so that both girls were satisfied. They settled back for rest.