By the time Erica had tried on each of the gowns, extolling their virtues between changes while fussing about in her slip, Don had consumed over half ...f his glass.Removing the last dress, Erica casually picked up the whiskey bottle she had left on the bedside table and refilled Don’s glass. She smiled to herself when she realized that Don didn’t even seem to notice, he was so intent on her figure. Erica was pleased with the way the silky slip clung to her body, the deep cut between her breasts. I pouted. "I wouldn't give up this for the world. Maurice, I'mpregnant."He smiled. "Come here, so I can 'rub it in'."I stood up and with slow steps walked Maurice. He took my hand andhelped me mount his lap. His appreciation of my form was apparent in thehardness in his trousers. The feeling was mutual: my underwear clung tomy moist moistened crotch.The man's other hand move under my gown to touch the skin under mynavel. Maurice whispered a curse under his breath.I giggled. "Not in the earshot. Lorne looked down upon her and gently with his brown eyes and brushed the stray blonde hairs from her face. “Did you enjoy that?” “Oh God, yes,” she croaked. “Drink some more water,” he said. She sipped more water from the bottle, then said, “That was amazing.” “The sex?” “Yeah.” “Only because you were willing to trust me,” he said as he began to clean her ass and pussy gently. “Oooh!” she moaned and jumped. “That feels nice.” “We need to clean you up so you don’t get an infection.” . The shaft was very fat and he had an oversized dick-head that looked like a ripe red fruit stuck on the end of it. I often wondered about the strain a girl would experience as Abel’s bulbous knob-head popped in and out of her pussy.Seb and Tully were uncut and Seb’s cock was longer and thinner than Abel’s. Tully, however, had the most unusual of the three knobs, which resembled a boomerang. The wider midsection of his dick tapered toward either end and curved distinctly to the right.Saturday.