There He was, standing in the open doorway—holding a chair from the kitchen, for some reason. Jenny held herself rigidly still, not daring to ev...n bring her tongue back into her mouth. She watched, panic-stricken, as He turned and carefully set the chair down just inside the doorway then came to stand directly in front of her. And unzipped His pants. Oh god, thought Jenny, He’s going to put it in my mouth after all! Out here! But she was wrong. When He had His cock out and. I couldn’t help it, my arms came up on top of his shoulders to pull him in.“Put your arm down, Sue. Just the one facing the class. You can lay your hand on the other shoulder though. Are you doing okay? Can you hold this a little longer?”“I think so, Ms. Tanner.”“Would you like to hold Jay’s head?”“Yeah. I think that would work.”“It might. Go ahead.”So I grabbed Jay’s head between my hands and pulled him tight into my right breast. He couldn’t help but open his mouth all the way this time and. Fran thought for a minute, Ya, that fits. That was a really fun party but if I have a baby I want it to be yours and we cant be sure that this one is. Another thing to think about is that one of the guys at the gangbang was black. Do we want to take the chance that Im having a black baby? Don was thirty-six. Fran was his second wife. He and his first wife were frequently involved in wife swapping and sex parties and they both really enjoyed it. After a ten-year marriage, she found a rich guy. Turning the corner she had indicated we were in a typical country lane, just wide enough for one vehicle, with passing places every hundred yards or so. A quarter of a mile more then she said, ‘There. That caravan.’ With a screech of brakes I stopped. ‘That’s where you live?’ ‘It’s all we could afford after the house went.’ Sitting in the field between rows of apple trees and an ancient hedge the van was an old, broken down, rusting, touring model that I would have thought was best left to.