The traffic on the way down west had been awful, as it was the August bank holiday, the worst day of the year for holiday traffic. Accidents had cause... jams that stretched for miles and I was dead beat and not in a good mood by the time I reached my home."Hi, honey," Allison, my loving wife of ten years said as I walked through the door. "Would you like some breakfast?"I thought I might as well, before I went to bed to hopefully sleep off the jet lag.Over a fry up of bacon and eggs Allison gave. " She stood up and tuned around. "They might be awhile yet. Do you think it would spoil anything if we did some screwing right now? Would you have plenty left for later?" Glynn swallowed, staring at the proximity of her mounded tits, at the nipples aimed like twin blunt spears at his face. "Sure; I can go all night, with you." "Then come over here," she said. "There's something I always wanted to do, and this is just the right time for it. Because your father's prick is so big, and because he. She stood in the hallway a moment, her topcoat hooked over her shoulder with one finger, saw me sitting and looking at her, glanced wistfully up the stairs toward our bedroom, then reluctantly came in to join me. She looked tired, yet in some obscure way satisfied. Her dress wasn't much wrinkled this time but her hair was mostly undone, coils and strands hastily pushed back up off her face. Obviously she'd rather we talked in the morning, but she saw the mingled anxiety and relief in my. “This strand of the Web is interesting, this 1 has potential…after all…there are not many of these blended universes; let me see…hm…she is but a child…still she will do…Jessica…Drew…yes, she always did make a fine totem,” spoke the being in a red mask with mechanical spider-legs, “Now let us observe several years…yes, here’s another 1…I know him, well…he will make a FINE champion…yes, thanks to the Celestials experimenting with some of Plathora’s creations, this Spider will have plenty of.