I took my wet fingers and offered themto him. He started to lick my juices from my fingers asI watched his huge cock start to grow very large. I saton...the edge of the sofa and spread my thighs, openingmy wet pussy wider as I fed him more of my cunt juices.He continued to lick my fingers as I pulled his head tomy dripping snatch.I felt his tongue as he started to lick my pussy. It sohot as the heat from his long tongue lapped at my slit.The more he licked me, the wetter my cunt became. I. I figured the romance of it all would make it worthwhile.”“Oh,” Cynthia said.It was hard to believe that the women of Cassandra were willing to risk everything for the chance to have a baby. Looking back at her reasons for coming she could see that her motives had been kind of lame.“What about you? Why did you come here?” Harriet asked.“I wanted to see if what Sid had told me was true,” Cynthia answered.She swore to herself that she would never doubt anything that Sid told her again. No matter. I listened as the footsteps exiting trickled to an end, then listened to the steps of my wife coming down to drag me up to bed. I laid down on the couch and closed my eyes, waiting for my deliverance from a rough day.I heard her kneel beside me, then felt moist, hot lips on mine. She grabbed the vodka bottle out of my hand and I heard her take a swig, then a narrow tongue parted my lips and dove into my mouth. I should have known, but my hands were too busy kneading Katies breasts, and my hips. His hands were tangled in her hair and his eyes were closed."That's it," he moaned. "More, more." He slapped at her and then his whole body spasmed.I yanked the woman away from his spurting prick, and she rolled across the floor with the back of her hand to her mouth, eyes wide. I pulled the man to his feet, a bit surprised at his weight, most of which seemed concentrated in his huge belly and stumpy legs. I bent one of his arms up in the middle of his back and marched him out the back door,.