'Yessss, John. Pleeeease. Fuck me, lover!' Allie squealed.I thrust hard into her and held still while my cock did its thing and blasted her pussy wall... with my seed. At moments like this I cursed the condition which had rendered my wife barren.Still, I thought, as I eased my softening cock from my wife's pussy, there was a willing daughter down the hall – possibly two, though I would fuck only Rachel – if she was willing, and only until she reached menarche. I suspected my wife – my kinky wife. During one of the breaks in our fuck-talk sessions on that Tuesday, I told Theron that I was finally going to go out again this weekend. He never mailed me back, which I didn't find odd, he did mail me at work and he probably got busy. I did find it odd that I didn't hear from him for the rest of the week, but again put it off as him being busy.That Saturday I went about my regular day, until around nine at night. I got ready to go, while listening to the preaching of my husband."Don't drink. . Patrick?" Yes?" Not a word, not even to Rachel." Okay." I'm serious." You've got time free, don't you?" asked Weena."Lots. We haven't taken much holiday at all." Well, go away for a week. By yourself. I'll manage with both Pat and Sarah." What should I say to Mona and Chaz?" That you're taking a week off. In fact, don't 'say' anything. Just send them email." Where should I go?" Where would you like to go? Where can you drive to in a day and enjoy yourself?"I closed my eyes and visualized the. "Many Twisted go through something similar, butit's usually because their bodies have changed and they haven't becomeaccustomed to their new appearance yet. Have you any idea how youwould like to look?" No, that's the worst thing! I know I don't want hair on my face, andI know I don't want piercings or tattoos. But other than that... Ijust don't know. And -- oh, I thought of something else. Severaltimes when people were talking, I've felt like they're saying somethingwrong and I should.