Liz responded, "This is very curious Michel. It's a very differentavenue to run down, but it may be worthwhile. I suggest we all meetearly tomorrow to...run it by Pia, OK? We need to understand the next stepprior to running off to Montreal."Marley had Michel and the girls to her home for a breakfast meeting.There was a chill in the air when the driver opened the doors for thefour. The wind was gusting and blew up Liz's skirt."That's like a cold hand of a big man trying to get at my panties."They. " Man, we've got to celebrate this." First off, I'm not a man. Secondly, the best celebration we can have is going home and fucking the night away. You can't knock me up anymore than you all ready have. Once it's in the oven, we just have to wait." Yeah, that's my idea of a celebration. It won't hurt the baby, will it?" Not at all, it's only the size of a walnut now."It was 2am when Kent fell into a deep sleep. Erin left her body, floated into the cold air on the patio. 'This is it, ' she. And I became a housewife addicted to orgasming, and that is how my free moments and babysitting time were spent. Greg never really caught on to that, but our sex life together was pretty healthy too. As the years went by, the kids got older and this is how things went on with us. Sex together&hellip,making love really, and orgasming my horny pussy when I was alone. Corrine had a younger sister Abby who eventually took over watching my munchkins, mainly Jason anymore when I needed that me time. . .”“Don’t move,” Olaf said. “I’m going to try something different.”Sarah lay on the blanket, legs wide apart, juices flowing from her quivering flesh. Curiously, she felt the buzzing subsiding – until only a faint, pleasant tingling remained. Closing her eyes, she let out a sigh of relief. But then – almost imperceptibly – the vibrations began to increase again.“No...” she whispered.Her hands pulled at the jingling cuffs.“I said, don’t move!” Olaf commanded.And Sarah obeyed. Just lay there,.