" You will?" Thomas licked his lips. "How do you know?" Thomas!" I rolled my eyes. "Never mind, just think about what kind of baby you want to put ins...de me on our wedding night." What kind..." Boy or girl?" I did giggle then and we'd talked about children and we both wanted one right away. It was going to be nearly perfect too, although that was luck mostly. I hadn't really been looking at my calendar when we'd picked a date."Mmmm..." Thomas just sighed and we started making out again, both of. Bob Hennigan, it turned out, worked for the college as an all-round handyman and the boy wasn't really his. He did both plumbing and electrical repairs, replaced broken windows and mended desks. He had worked for Seaside for six years, since he got out of the Army, and he liked his job. He was married but his wife had left him, in fact, he admitted over his third beer since supper and his son going to bed, she was his second wife. The first one had divorced him after two weeks of marriage;. Something… That thought sent me over the edge. I came hard.She kept the tip of my cock in her mouth, taking it all as she jerked me off faster. And she dutifully swallowed every bit of it. When I was done, I was breathing heavily, wheezing. I looked down at her and she looked up at me. She was still holding my cock, as it slowly laxed in her hand. I couldn’t tell what her expression was saying. It wasn’t really a smile, but it wasn’t anything else either. Satisfaction? Maybe a little. Even. “Fuck Me, I feel like a vanilla fuck today”, Madge said as she reached down and held my cock greasy from her sister's cunt juice, “lubed up already, poke my arse hole” Madge commanded and positioned her self-next to her sister and kissed her hard on the mouth. I lined up my bell end at the open shit hole and pressed it in, it opened easily after all the abuse it had received over the years, and without waiting, I shoved my cock up into her backside as far as I could. “Nice,” said Madge and.