John and I have talked it over. We would like to ask you to father several with me. I would very much like you to get me pregnant. John has told me ho... you and he would whore around in college. How you would even swap and fuck each others girl friends.”John added, “Please do this for us, for old times sake. She really wants to do it. She says that she would not’t fuck anyone else that we know. It would mean so much to our friendship. If you could just see your way to help her out, and me too.. "Why, are you lusting after my wife?"Keven laughed. "Hawk, the only men who don't lust after Gretchen already have boyfriends." That startled a laugh from me, as well, and I determined to remember that line. "Seriously, though," Keven continued, "Gretchen is a beautiful woman and I won't lie to you about looking, but I don't know if that's right for Sandy and me. We've been talking about getting married." Love and sex don't have to be the same thing," I said. "But I'm not trying to lure you. She had dark hair and fair skin, her body falling in the middle between slim and curvy. Her arms were wrapped back around the tree, tied with a rope. Her shapely legs were set slightly apart, showing off the fact the lingerie hugging her body was crotchless. It was made of panels of black fabric and intricate lace, stopping just under her full breasts, leaving them to stand naked, perky and free. Matching stockings went up to her knees, but no shoes, and lace sleeves were slipped over her arms.. She’s done it before, and I’m always humiliated the next time I see her friends. They point at me and then laugh. They really get a kick out of it. I try not to turn red, but I always do.Rachel left the room once again, but this time came back with MY cell phone, and took some pictures with it.“Just in case you need a reminder of how foolish you look as my slave. I have my pictures, and now you have yours. And don’t delete them. I’ll be checking periodically.”So now I have these pictures on my.