"Not bad, " she said. "Here, you try." She scooped up more and held it to my mouth. I shook my head. "Part of the deal," said Kim. I knew I was s...rewed so I took it in my mouth. It tasted weird, salty and pungent. "Want some more?" Kim asked. I shook my head again, but she just looked at me and I opened my mouth. We sat there for a while as she fed me my cum, then wiping off my leg with the panties, she said, "You need stockings."Stockings meant a garter belt and then a pair of her. If anyone asked, I would know that it was a sweet cheese on some kind of chewy bread. In my mechanical mind the bagel with cream cheese analysis was easy to locate and classify. In other words I knew what I was eating from the taste not just the name.When I finished it and half my coffee, I turned my attention to Peter and the game. "So what is the most likely scenario?" I asked."I was very careful not to weight the probabilities, since we had discussed a possible outcome," he began."Peter, if. 

I remember laying nearly breathless, yet all the same taking in deep gasping breaths when I could. It subsided relatively quickly, especially considering that my father had climbed up onto the bed and was on his knees, his adult cock just above my face. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what he was going to do. I think I asked a question or two, or something, maybe I didn’t say anything at all. I was wiped out after that, but he asked, “would you like to help your father?” He said. Arthur would start spend the nights with my wife, she wanted him inside her for a minimum of 8 hours per day, would like at least 7 sperm deposits per day. Arthur said with her slimmed down physique he'd have absolutely no problem with that, she was gorgeous with the 20 extra pounds, now she was even better looking. Arthur and my wife went to bed, shortly after my wife comes hoping and skipping out of the bedroom, totally naked and goes to her sewing room. She went to retrieve her measuring.