No waiting for dates, planning encounters. No, married life was the freedom to indulge in mutual pleasure whenever. More people should marry.There was...a soft moan beside him. Krissy shifted on the couch, her own legs spreading as his fingers played between them. The girl liked it slow, much as Tom did. Alice, he was more forceful with, her body demanding speed, intensity. Krissy, he could bring to the highest heights slowly, like water building behind a dam. They complimented him, his love for. I soon had the sustain and the sensitivity up and began playing with just my left hand until I began to make it sing. I made music by playing only the bass part. I couldn't tell whether someone else could tell where the riff was going, but I was satisfied.When I was done he reached out his hand, took the bass and handed me an old Gibson Les Paul. It wasn't tuned either, but he did hand me an electronic tuner.This was easier, as all I had to do was to do a couple of copycat riffs that would. In my orgasm subdued state, I heard him say, "Okay baby, I'm fixin' to give you my load. I hope you're on some kind of birth control, cause if you ain't I'm gonna fertilize you good."I was in such a state that I couldn't reply, only moan. I felt the first long stream of cum squirting into my belly. It was so hot. Then I felt another and another and another. My pussy was overflowing. Cum was running down my ass. His cock continued to plunge into my depths as he continued breeding me. I. I suppose after seeing the way I look, you will be wanting out." No, I need a mother for my new daughter. We both are on this train and I'm not ready to get off yet." I was hoping you would say that. Let's take a nap and get up about eight for breakfast." Sandy turned over and then reached back and dragged my arm over her. She gave her skinny butt a little twitch against me and was soon asleep.I thought, "God, my life had been a piece of cake so far. Not like the woman snuggled up to me." Then.