”“Oh, my god,” Abby breathed – and then she giggled.“What?”“Stephany complained yesterday that she had a stomach bug, and that Gerrard b...rely let her sleep at night.” She giggled again.“Oh, man.” I whistled softly. “Maybe you should suggest that she take a pregnancy test.”“Who’s pregnant?” Chanelle said from the doorway.“I am, baby,” Abby replied.“I heard that part,” she said with a smile. “But you said something about Mizz Stephany.”“I did, and you won’t, got it? It’s personal, and I’m just. That's not true," Joseph stammered, but his cock was surging to hardness with Dana's statement. "Ugh! What's happening to me?" Joseph wondered. "My heart is pounding and I can't catch my breath!" How many times have you referred to me as your hot mama?" Dana asked.Joseph protested, "That's just a figure of speech!"Dana wouldn't let the point drop. "Well then, if that's not true, why would you have described me having sex with David as your good mother going bad?" Did I say that? Fuck ... can't. The sisters stood in front of the men with their big, round, pink nipples now visible to them both and slid out of their panties. Cassie crawled on top of the bald man and lowered herself onto his cock, feeling every inch slide into her hot, waiting cunt. Soon she was bouncing on top of him, her tits swinging as he fucked the newly engaged sister.On the other side of the bed Jessica was on her back with her legs spread as the taller man stood in front of her and pushed his cock inside her. It. On days when I had nothing to do, I woke up when I had slept enough. My sleep routine was as simple as that.So with seven hours sleep I rushed into the bathroom to brush my teeth and get some coffee going. I took my bath just before bedtime the night before. By 6:30 AM I had vanquished the cobwebs in my head, and was petty much ready to finish my preparations for the trip.First of all I needed to pack the 1/4 side opening duffel type bag. That really wasn't difficult. I had three clean Russian.