I just had this feeling that we weren't yet alone, and yet I wasn't being fucked which lead me to believe that it was just me and him. "Open your fat ...lag arse for me, cunt" he demanded. I reached round with both hands and opened myself up. I felt an object being inserted in my arse. A cold, small object. "Push you cunt" he rasped. I pushed and heard the cum bubble out of my brown snatch and felt it trickling down my buttocks towards my stocking tops. I felt Dave move to the front of me once. They then enquired about artificial insemination and the costs involved. Hubby was on a good salary but not that good, middle managers were ten a penny in their part of the world.To overcome her tears, they explored alternative options for conception and it was eventually his idea that the conception should happen naturally. After all, it was God's way, he told her but she was less than convinced.Given the cost and the timescale of artificial insemination, she reluctantly agreed to a "live". With sweat dripping down his face, a face so very flushed, Quinn needed relief. With a nod to Raven, he signaled her to make Quinn have an orga sm, but not cum. She knew exactly what to do. Increasing the tempo of her suction, Raven gripped the base of his shaft tightly. Collapsing the tube from which his sperm would emerge, she fucked his cock with her mouth and tongue, not letting up for a moment. Quinn was lost. He felt the pressure in his balls increase, then felt his shaft swell and. Isn't it preaty?" I modeled for him for some seconds, giving him plenty of views of my body as I walked and sundenly turned back or bended over a little holding my knees with my hands."Ok, you got me convinced." He laughed. It made me even more insecure of what I thought. Just then some important news appeared in the TV and his atention went to it. I wasn't paying attention to the cable news and, without thinking twice, I sat on the arm of his chair and arched my body, making the right breast.