It was 9 PM when she arrived at Sunny Farms. As she stopped at the end of the driveway she saw two men coming out of the big house. She stepped out of...her car.“Lara, I assume,” the older man smiled.“Yes, and you must be Robert,” Lara nodded.“It’s so nice to have you join our small group, we’ve been so excited ever since you first called,” Robert said as he shook her hand. He seemed to be a bit over fifty years old, he had a graying beard and he seemed very fit.“The feeling is mutual, I’m so. “Looks like someone forgot her panties today,” he chuckled as he rubbed his fingers along her slit. “Fuck, baby, you’re already wet! Back right up onto my lap so Link can watch your tits bounce while you ride me, sugar,” he instructed.Cassie backed up and heard Captain Dave moan as she slid right down onto his rigid shaft. “Fuck, baby, you’re so tight! How old are you darlin’?” he asked as he grabbed her hips and pulled her all the way onto his lap.Cassie answered, “I’m twenty-two.”“Damn, you. Maybe he should let Selene have the bad sex up at the brothel. Just to fill her blood with enough flagellates she would have to drink about 10,000 servings of sperm. Fifty liters. He worked the number out in his head and then again with a computer. The number was incredible, but he wasn't wrong. With a ratio of about 1500 between her blood volume and the amount of sperm she would have to drink, a concentration of sperm three times higher than her gametes in the blood and twenty flagella needed. "She smiled. "I have. Twice." I heard," I said, hopefully pleasantly."Did you hear about the 30 hours of labor? Oh never mind. That wasLaura."I laughed. "That's to hold over her, not me."She looked me up and down. "You gave me four months of heartburn....before you were born," she said."Banana's killing me with that lately," I said."Try putting a pillow under your upper back. It relieves the pressureon your esophagus." Seriously? I hadn't thought of that. I'll give it a shot."She gave.