Show me how to love you just right.’ Grabbing my hips to help me keep balance, Thomas glided me slowly on top of him, sliding inside of me just eno...gh to make me feel the full pleasure from all of his cock inside me but not enough to set a rhythm. I moaned, ‘I’ll show you, Thomas, but you have to help me. I want to know how to love you just right too.’ With a nod, Thomas kept his hands on my hips. I slowly began a steady rhythm in our lovemaking. At first I was able to keep track of the. "That may be the first time," he said, "but it certainly won't be the last." I'm not going to be rushed into this," expostulated Mark."You have been, my son. You have been. But just think: lots of little eighteen year-old beauties to dance with. You'll have a ball." He chortled at his appalling pun.Mark growled. "Bloody Serena. I ought to smack her bottom."David roared with laughter. "I wouldn't fancy your chances." Nor would I," smiled Mark ruefully.Elspeth had kept her counsel during this. He comes in after & his friends are like, okay whos that girl? so he tells them & what I'm there for. a couple guys are like, they'll help me out, in case this t-girl Chrissy doesn't show up but Martin's like, no save that for me! & then they all giggled like girls! lol then about a hour later this Chrissy comes in. omg she's like 6 feet tall & drop dead gorgeous! long black hair, all made up, a little mini skirt & a tight top with these big-ass melons! Martin's like, there ya go but I. And then she did something I never would have thought of. Behind my back, she commissioned a genetic analysis to find the markers for the “Nice Guy” trait I was trying to propagate. It took less than a month for the results to come back. Then she had her doctor perform an amniocentesis and genetic analysis on her little passenger.I was astounded. “How did you do this without me finding out?”“Well,” she said, “it certainly helps that you are giving me more ‘privacy’ inside my own head. I know.