" How many computers do you have going?"Nate laughed. "Two right now, see -" He panned back to his lap and anightstand. For a brief second I caught a ...hoto of a man with a woman.Before I could think it through I asked, "Who's in the picture?" And Iwished I could take back the words..."That's my mom and I. She passed in July, breast cancer. One of the fewof us together I really liked." I'm so sorry Nate." I paused. "I didn't mean to pry." It's Ok, you'll see her photo a few places around the. But it was best left unsaid. Neither of them could do anything about it, anyway. Terry rotated her hips, squeezing his cock with her pussy before rising up, letting it slip from her, out of her body. He moaned in frustration as she rolled off him. He turned to her, pursuing. She held her arms out to him, welcoming him back into her embrace as his body moved over hers. He settled his weight between her legs. She brought her feet up, bending her knees and letting them fall apart with her feet. We haven't told them about your thingie." Great minds ... I also want to ask Henry whether he's prepared to be my best man again."Lottë chuckled. "I wonder whether that's ever happened before. Let's grab ourselves a drink and go through to the sitting room and do it."They did that and Lottë snuggled up as close as she could. The Irvines were understandably shocked at Robin's news but also sympathetic and relieved at the prognosis. Henry said that he would be delighted to act as best man again. The wife, who had been furiously fingering herself throughout the entire ordeal, grabs a bowl from the side and slides it under her husband's sissyhole. After emptying his enormous balls, the black bull slowly pulls out his engorged cock. When the cock head finally pops out, a torrent of cum gushes out into the bowl and the husband moans as he empties his bowels of his master's potent seed. The bowl collects the precious milk as it escapes the husbands gaping pussyhole. When it finally stops.