I forced my tit-crazy mind to slow down and told my mouth, my lips, and my tongue to play a little more gently. Hell, I didn’t want the girls to te...l me to stop!Neither sister told me to stop. Neither reminded me of the fact that the bet called for a ‘few minutes’ of playing with their tits. A few minutes had long since passed. Time flew by in a blissful fury of tittie playtime fun. One girl, I couldn’t tell who, said, “My arms are getting tired holding up my top.” I had a simple solution. "I do have a request tho," she said. I just knew there'd be a catch. "Could we just have straight sex this time? You know, in your stories you're always chasing after some dirty nurse or we end up together in a motel and I fuck some black guy or something. Couldn't we just have a nice little session. Just the two of us? Just together?" Sure." June and I have been married for seven years now. We spent the first few years in Hot Sex City. But you know how it is. Even if you're driving an BMW. Reed wasn't making things easy for her, but she could tell that he was interested.She looked him right in the eyes. "I was hoping I could, uh, persuade you to quit trying to push us off Stallion Ranch."The twinkle returned to Reed's eyes. His lips quivered. "And how do you propose to accomplish that?"He's having fun with me! Millie thought. She quickly rose, her cheeks turning pink."Wait!" Reed said, gesturing impatiently. "Sit down."Millie sat but glared at him."I'm sorry. It's just that.... After we came during the sixty-nine position, we’d fuck slowly in the missionary position so that I could feel her legs around my waist. She would moan and groan through multiple orgasms each night before I shot off and filled her pussy with hot cum.On our last night together, Roma whispered, “You know that I could get pregnant with your baby.”Shocked, I responded, "What? You're not on birth control?"“No. We’re trying to have a baby.”“Oh my GOD, Roma! You should have told me!”“I thought about.