We always seem to have different opinions on things. I was glad Obama got in the white house, but he wanted McCain to win in 2008 for instance. Althou...h there is something we both love, and that is pussy, that's right, I'm a lesbian. Our parents passed away a few years ago, but that didn't stop Jason from finding someone to marry. He met a very nice lady named Samantha at a grocery store about a year and a half before he married her. She's nice and pretty, so maybe it was love at first sight. Alyssa and Calara helped him quickly remove his clothes, while the others moved the coffee table out of the way.“Now, sit back and relax, I think you’re going to enjoy this,” Alyssa said as she got up and walked around behind the back of the sofa.Calara grinned and pushed him, so that he sank back onto the comfy cushions of the chair. Alyssa leaned down to kiss him on the ear, and then began to speak to him in a throaty seductive whisper, “Let’s play a little game of ‘which girl am I inside. “No, I knew nothing.”“Maybe he was too ashamed to tell you and knowing that you had this fantasy about someone like me fucking you, it would solve the problem.”“Maybe,” she responded. “So, what was the plan then? You get me pregnant and then ride off into the sunset?”Jason laughed. “Something like that! Seriously though, we talked about it and my job was to get you pregnant and then move on. No involvement with the child and no maintenance and all that. Sounds cold, but that’s how he wants. "It was a huge turn on for me to fuck you with another man's cum inside of me. And, even though you may not be quite ready to admit it, I think it was for you too. If nothing else, Harv, I know you." Fuck you!" I said. "You think—you want—you want me to me to be willing to routinely follow your friends into your pussy after you get it on with them? Is that it? Are you nuts, Elise?" You did it last night, Harv. And no, I'm not crazy. And watching your dick twitching while we talked about giving.