Be my slam pig! The pain was there, but it felt so good, I was cumming all over myself. Too soon I felt a burst of molten liquid all the way up inside...me, and I knew he was done. Thats the thing about Cal. He doesnt last long. I could have kept going and going. He took a cloth and cleaned us both up, worshiping me, thanking me for giving him that gift. This is the part I hate. Hes like a fucking girl. Just get over it, get it back up, and give it to me harder! He could tell by my face though. This is more than just my decision. This, Janice, is a family. Each of these women is going to be a mother to my children. We consider things that affect the family together. We’re going to have to talk about this, together, for a while. Give me your number, and I will call you, or just text you if you’d prefer, with our decision.”For the first time, Janice looked frightened. Her face paled, and then her eyes flashed with wounded pride.“Look,” I said, “I never stopped loving you. I just. She got stopped because her ticket wouldn't let her leave the station and when she spoke I could hear her sexy upper-London voice. We looked at each other for the first time and decided to get a few coffees and chat but she was always on her phone, busy. I could see she was nervous so later that night I held her, starring into her deep eyes then we suddenly kissed - It wasn't amazing, more like a stiff boring kiss but after the kiss she kept cuddling up to me holding my hand and stroking my arm. I decide what I sell or don’t. Do I go to your house, invited for dinner, and request food not on the menu?”The first thing to run through Trent’s mind is just how he wouldn’t be inviting this guy to dinner in the first place. But instead of expressing this thought, he just smiles and asks, “What is so special about it?”Still expressionless, the old man counters with, “Why are you so interested in it?”The question stops Trent altogether. Why is he so interested? He gives Volmor a shrug. “I just.