Maybe we need to skip things for now."Both women turned to look at him as Sandra said, "They have bought wedding dresses, rings for all of us, plus a ...ux and a wardrobe for you, not to mention healing you and enhancing all of us. And they came to save our lives. We can't not go to their party."Bobby smirked at him, "Are you worried about your women straying?" What? Of course not." So, check out the screen and help us pick out costumes."Art sat up straighter and stared at the screen. "That cat. Nick tried to be the voice of reason. Do you really want me getting your wife pregnant? he asked me, because if we do this, I’m putting a baby in Jiao if I die trying.My cock tensed up and I felt my balls start to ache. And you’ll be raising someone else’s k** after one of us fucks Nina.”Adrian was lost in thought. We don’t look that different. No one would have to know but us.”“But we’d know, I said, voice trembling with excitement.“Let’s make a deal, then, said Ade. No fucking our own wives. It was a constant, never-ending stream. A barrage of noise and information overload that he was sure would drive him mad, if he wasn’t already. This was not a good moment in the life of John William Charles Hurst.He was sent to a special home for returning soldiers, that weren’t quite ready to return just yet - or ever, he feared.Then left alone in a room at his own request, something miraculous happened. Control.He didn’t question how or why, but somehow, someway, he’d gained control of the. As Mr and Mrs Flynn departed Susan looked at Jack and said, “Well, I guess I am a little beat myself. I might just go back to bed for a while too ... under my one little blanket! I’ve been awake since 5:30am and it is still only just Sunday morning after all as dad said. I just hope I won’t be too cold. So, Master Jack, if you will excuse me I might just leave you, and your big man down there, and go back to bed myself.”Susan gave Jack’s sagging willy a quick, playful flick with her right hand.