"Feeling some pressure and bloating?" he asked.Miranda nodded, wondering how the heck he could have known what she was feeling. Could she have been th...t obvious?"That's normal. Don't worry. You're right on schedule."Miranda was totally perplexed. What was normal? Nothing about this situation was normal. And what did he mean by saying she was 'on schedule'? She let Richards take her arm and lead her to the next room nonetheless.Instead of an office, the next room looked more like a laboratory.. They were both 41 but you wouldn't know. They came down and gave me a mini fashion show. "What do you think?" asked my mum. "Very sexy!" I said without thinking. “ummm, very nice I mean”, I corrected myself. They giggled. They were both wearing low-cut figure hugging black dresses that showed how well they looked after themselves. I'd offered to drive them and pick them up but they said they would make their own way back. I dropped them both off and watched them walk away into the club. I was. It was possible I hadn't been farther than fifty feet from a human being the entire time I was in the Corps. It was quiet, and peaceful, and beautiful. Jake and I sat on the porch, drinking coffee or beer and just stared at the mountains for hours.Of course I didn't have lots of hours to do that with. While my sister might have spent the last three years being taught how to do lesson plans and all that, I didn't have that benefit. I could just read and write the language like a native, and that. Wanda, in awe at the sight of Glen’s animal nature emerging, had tired from thrusting the dildo into him and shaking as a result of her orgasms. She fell off Glen and climbed onto the bed next to him. The dildo, held by the harness, pointed to the ceiling.The sudden absence of the dildo in his ass drove Glen over the edge. He thrust into Sandra one final time as he came. He roared and shook as the come pulsed through his cock. He collapsed onto Sandra and held her tightly.It was much later that.