The scene in the dining room was somewhat chaotic, as everyone wanted to see and touch the babies. Breakfast lasted longer than normal, due to their p...esence. Those off duty rotated so everyone had a chance to see them.Rusty stood as breakfast drew to a close, and tapped his glass. The room became very quiet. "We've hinted at discussing our long range plans once we had an outline. Well, we have the beginnings of an outline. That has prompted us to move forward with a couple of projects. A few. I could see the crisp material of the white sheet tented up invitingly over his rigid erection, the early morning light casting deep lines of shadow as the fabric seemed to flow down from his pronounced knob."Come over here, Joey," he said softly as he looked at me intently. I could see the wanton desire in his eyes and knew that we both wanted the same thing; his cock in my mouth. I pushed the sheet off and started to raise myself up on Sven's bed. My whole body ached from the delicious ordeal. I'll go down and get Meagan and meet you in the garage."When John got back from the conference he was fuming. The whole four days he had been fighting off women trying to get into bed with him. Even the fake wedding ring did no good because they all knew that he wasn't married from the program. If this kept up(, ) he would have to stop going to conferences. Bill Dent didn't help any by having at least one woman in his room every night. John hoped his wife was alright with it, but he had never. “I don’t think my husband even understands he has to cum.”“He doesn’t cum?” Brutus said laughing, laying beside her again.“Well, he does, but only this really leaky watery fluid, and then most of it doesn’t even get in me. He tried last night of course, but, it just never works. I told him, I’d be pregnant soon though.”“And you will be!” Brutus chuckled admiring the portrait of his African Father on the wall, Boinga Bull, a very famous Black Man in South Africa even to this day. From the very.