It took me a long time to cum, so that she had multiple orgasms before I finally spewed hot cream deep inside her. When we were cuddling after our mut...al orgasms, Karen said, “I think we are both ovulating today. Would you be upset if Sharon got pregnant?”“I guess it’s too late to worry about it now. I suppose you girls should take a shower and head home,” I said.Karen smirked and said, “Don’t worry, mom isn’t at home worrying about us.”Just then there was a quiet knock on the door. Karen. "I free you of the bet. I don't want to see you in pain. Touch yourself, already."A combination sigh and moan came out of Leslie as she stroked herself.Alice's groans joined in. The musk of arousal filled the cramped chamber.Leslie's pace quickened in pace and intensity. Her gasps and moans escalated to cries and screams. "It's no good," she panted. "I still ache. I need more." Let me see if I can help," said Alice. She got down on her knees, and managed to bury her face in Leslie's. Today he would be called a chemist, but back then he was officially an alchemist.”Frances said, “I thought alchemists were evil men, searching for ways to turn base metal into gold, or seeking favour at court, like John Dee.”Reg gave a brief laugh, and responded, “Some of them may have been as you say, but most were what you might call proto-chemists; chemists before there was any such title. Dee had a foot in both camps; how he reconciled them I don’t know. He was more alchemist than chemist,. His dress uniform had ribbons and medals adorning it. He was a combat soldier, I was just an accountant. The closest I’d ever come to a fight as an adult ended in disaster as guy 20 pounds lighter than me kicked my butt ... you guessed it, it was over a woman.“So,” he said, “What’s your name?”“Jeff, Jeff Richards,” I said.“Well, what do you say? Want the back room or you going to just agree?”“She’ll never let you,” I said.“If that’s the case, no big deal,” he said. “But Jeff, ole boy, it’s her.