Which?" Actually, five. Don Carlos, Magic Flute, Faust, the Cole Porter, and Figaro. Wouldn't that make you happy?" I guess so. But I feel cranky anyw...y." Why don't we go to the Sydney Symphony?" Seriously?" Yes. I saw a brochure at the Gallery. I'll bring one home tomorrow or the next day. We'll broaden our music-going." Rachel looked at me. "Now, why are you cranky? Or, why are you nettled today, rather than your customary peevish self?" Now who's being snarky?" Rachel stuck out her tongue at. "Is everything okay?" She asked."Everything is fine. I just want to make a few phone calls and I thought that if I stayed here I could focus on those calls and get them done before we head to the theater."She thought tha sounded like a good idea so I said good-bye to my sons and off they went. I now turned my attention to the girl across the room. This time when I looked up at her, I could have sworn I caught her stairing at me. This made me nervous, I didn't know if she caught me earlier. Kissing my womb. I'm going to break. I'm going to be nothing but a whore for Jin-Sama's thick cock. Cock! Cock! Cock! COCK!!!!"His pummelling into her pussy began to intensify as he began to get ready for a huge orgasm."I'm going to cum in your womb, Rinko. I'm going to make you bear my child. This is the beginning of your life as my personal slave prostitute and Cum dump, so be sure to get good and pregnant, Taimanin sow." Jin grunted out.Rinko's eyes widened at his words. Pregnant? With this. As he rose Angie threw him the object she had retrieved from the floor towards him. “Put this on,” she said, “You haven’t fucked me up the arse yet!” she exclaimed. Angie rolled over onto her stomach, pushed herself back so that her legs were half off the bed and opened her legs. Matt looked astounded and stared at the KY jelly in disbelief. Mike took the tube from him and squirted the contents onto his hand. He reached down and started to massage it into Matt’s cock with long strokes. Mike.