Of all songs, they chose “Sailing” by Christopher Cross, but I wasn’t going to quarrel with their choice. It fit their outfits, after all.“Ple...sed, my dear Prophet?” Mandy wondered as I dipped my cock inside her for a few strokes.“Certainly, my dear girl! So, is it confirmed that you’re preggers, all of you now?” I asked for confirmation.“Definitely, and there’s no doubt that the babies are all yours. We’ve also decided, us in this group, to wed Teddy and share that fine-ass fellow, cuck though. "Oh, you have, have you?" Bronchior asked."Yes, you are the one who stopped aliens from breaking up Kraken, yoursecond wife's colony!" Mici, you mean?" Bronchior asked. "That's right, Professor, and theMastyrial who was impersonating her father is now in Kraken custody.After the two of us were married, I had my memories erased and replacedwith the Memory Band, so that Mici and I could have a normal human lifetogether. Unfortunately, we separated and haven't seen each other forseveral years. . .. I don’t want your shadow cast over me.” Her curt satisfaction was immediate, on Ralph sinking to his knees at her feet, but was brief; Cleo finding the correct key on the bundle, and stepping through the open door to have her tall heels clack on an opulently appointed marble hallway. Lindy flicked her fingers and she and Ralph followed, watching her lift her nose and study the newly acquired asset to Lana Dupree’s ever expanding empire of feminine control, a dynasty within which Cleo moved. One of our destinations was St. Martin. St. Martin beaches are topless and, like all men, I certainly enjoyed seeing naked tits. There was no way Susan would go topless, even though I suggested it. I remember asking her, "Susan, why don't you take off your top and let the horny guys see your tits and nipples?" Susan smiled at me and answered, "You want me to show off my tits to strange men? You won't be jealous if they stare at my tits and my nipples are hard? What if they take photos? Are.