Morgan watched as Hunter noticed something on the ground and picked it up. She saw the small brown box in his bloodied hands. Opening it, he pulled ou... the birth control pump gun, looking at it confused. It only took him a moment to read that it was a self-administer implant gun, meant to protect her from pregnancy for 12 months. His eyes looked up to her pained with the realization before darkening into a furious rage.She moved towards him but he was too quick, snapping the medical device into. Anything goes, as long as he’s willing. Just so you understand that you aren’t in control of when or where or how often.”“Can we stop talking and start fucking, please?” Melanie begged.“You and me, Melanie? I thought you wanted Steve!”All three of us laughed.“If you want to join in, Jennifer, you know that doesn’t bother me. Remember, when we were both fucking Steve, we Frenched and rubbed each other.”“And I didn’t get to watch,” I pouted.Jennifer and Melanie exchanged a look. And Melanie. His leg muscles bulged and flexed with every step the man took. The man turned towards me, and I got a full shot of his face. He must have just flown down from Mount Olympus to be with us mortal men. His jaw was square and perfectly defined. His face was darkly tanned, and his lips were the perfect shade of red. I wanted to walk right up to him and kiss his sweet lips before he could do anything about it, but I simply got a little closer and said, “Hey good morning to you?”The man stepped. Which elicited the comment under her breath from Dora “that’s the formalities over, now cut to the chase!” her left hand holding the tiny camera to her eye while her right now was caressing her own sex through her nightdress under her dressing-gown! The kisses increased in ferocity, his hands all over her, hers in his PJ`s holding the hot and ridged pole that she knew would soon be jammed deep into her very womb. He lifted her dress, the dress so carefully pressed that very afternoon by her own.