"I won't."There was no need to explain to Morgan the vagaries of the justice system, broken and maimed that it was. We'd just have to wait and see.The...winter was mild, and Morgan only missed three days of school. In mid-March, Dora appeared at my door.Dora wore a light dress and heels, shivering with the cold air. "I've come to get my daughter," she said. "Where is she?"I invited her inside and bade her sit. "Morgan is in school right now," I explained. "She'll be home about four."Dora glanced. “Kara, want to help?”“Yes!” she said.I got up, scooped Jessica from her chair, and carried her to the bedroom. I tossed her onto the bed and Kara and I pounced on her, quickly removed her clothes, and then our own and proceeded to do as she’d asked.“I think I’m going to stay in bed,” Jessica said, two hours later when Kara and I got up to shower. “I don’t think I could move!”“You asked for that!” I said.“Oh, I know,” she sighed, “Those hard, driving, pounding lovemaking sessions just really. Her arms were shaking but still pushing me into her crotch as she climaxed, so that my mouth slipped from her clitoris to her opening and I got a mouthful of what I soon realised were her juices (and not what I had at first feared), as I witnessed my first female ejaculation. It seemed to go on for well over a minute, maybe even more, the hot liquid gushing down my throat, but her grip gradually relaxed and I was able to breathe. I was about to pull back completely, but she kept hold of my hair. Her skirt was about six inches above her knees and as she walked toward me on four inch heels I had a hard time tearing my eyes away from those legs to look at a chest that had to be at least a 36C. I made up my mind to stall because I didn't get to see anything this nice very often. I took out my wallet and dug out my driver's license and insurance card, but she showed no sign of doing the same as she walked up to me. She glanced at the front of her vehicle and at the back of mine and said,.