You cook until you're dead on your feet, then get up and do it all over again." I don't know," a girl said from down the table. "I like cooking. It gi...es me a chance to express myself." That's good for you," Robin said. "I bet you're doing fancy cooking. Mom didn't. It was meat and potatoes, seven days a week, with only a little variation. That got so boring. Nobody wanted creativity, just lots of food."The girls all nodded. That made sense."So what brought you here?" Fiona asked."Dad's company. I had gone to bed before 9:00 pm and slept ninestraight hours.I knew that I had to hide my hormonal rushes from Helen or she would getsuspicious. To make matters worse I had doubled the dose of oestrogenpills from two to four I was supposed to take every night. They weren'tthat powerful and were meant to just even my emotions out between myweekly shots but doubling the dosage would assure that the day was goingto be one continuous pleasurable and delicious rush. The men who werefortunate to. Now he was here, he was finally hers, there was no mistaking. She turned to face him, gave him a deep kiss, with all the passion she’d held deep within her for this man. Then, slowly, her lips to his ear……..she whispers. My love, take me. I am forever yours. Make love to me, my love. With this he sweeps her up in his strong arms, carries her to the bedroom, which he’d previously decorated to show his love for this woman. As they enter the doorway Jenna is in awe of what he has done, she places. I sat on the floor as I watched Rusty trying to separate from Pat and each time she would yelp. He was trying to extract his knot. Finally he did so and I was shocked. His cock was longer than mine. No wonder Pat was moaning. “God, I am leaking everywhere” Pat mumbled. She was too. She struggled to her feet and headed to the bathroom. There was a little puddle on the carpet. Doggy cum.Pat had a shower while I cleaned up the best I could. Rusty was lying in the corner and I swear he was smiling..