I looked right away at Inez, who gave a barely perceptible nod."This is really hard," Lisette added."Would you like it if I told Pat?" Inez said to he... cousin."Told me what?" I said worriedly. "What's going on here?" No, I'll tell you," Lisette went on. "It's Seamus. He's having trouble with a kid in his class at school. The kid is picking on him all the time."This revelation floored me. Why didn't he just come to me in the first place? I wondered. But I wanted to hear the rest of the story.. As I expected, my husband wasn’t thrilled by the idea of other guys pumping their seed into the pussy he thought was exclusively his. He did understand my needs though and I promised to stop if he felt he was not getting his share. One very good sign is that he made me promise to tell him everything I did ... I knew that it would turn him on and make the whole thing more fun for him too.My first conquest was Bill, a 60-year young recent widower who I especially liked. He still worked as a. His other hand held my hips in place while he fucked me with strong, deep, intense, forceful thrusts - the sofa was moving, I was moaning like a woman, and my ass fucking hurt. . .but it hurt good. "Take that cock. . .reach around and spread your ass. . .yeah. . .spread it wider. . .look at my cock stretching that tiny little ass of yours wide fucking open. . .feels good? Missed me fucking you like this? Tell me. . .tell me you liked swallowing my cum. . .tell me you're going to swallow it. She had immediately called Tina and asked if she felt any deja vu. Before Tina could answer, my wife promised that both of us would be supporting Tina with anything she wanted.At six weeks, the pregnancy tests showed that our luck was either bad or good, depending on the point of view.At ten weeks, my wife berated Tina for not seeking any help. She all but badgered Tina until she accepted a visit from me with my massage table. I was asked to visit almost every week after that.At fourteen weeks,.