It took so long for them to finish that Abigail's night was really disrupted, and she was now happily paying the price.As they worked, Abigail let her...mind drift back to the topic of children, a topic that never strayed far from her consciousness. She tried to focus on adoption, but found it hard to keep her thoughts away from Allison's offer to, in essence, be a surrogate for Abigail. Abigail had mixed feelings about it. What she knew beyond a doubt was that she would never take Allison's. " Mom, I can't," Sam told her, thinking of her plans with Blackbird. He was supposed to be taking her to meet his teammates in Team Supreme. "I have plans." Well, it's his weekend to have you and he actually has a free weekend from work for a change." Mike Stewart, Samantha's father and Abby's ex-husband, was a lieutenant on the NYPD, which kept him frequently busy during the weekends he was supposed to have visitation with his daughter. "And besides," Abby added with a raised eyebrow, "how can. Her eyes swept over my taught abdomen and saw the aroused tent she had felt grow between her legs at her most intimate juncture. “Let's go,” she whispered as she grabbed my hands and drug me off of the couch. I could see the strip of wetness in her shorts. Apparently she got off more than I had thought. I followed her as she tugged at my hand to hurry and we were soon in the bathroom. I looked at her and she looked deep into my eyes before she turned and started the tub filling. It wasn't a. Rimming. Passionately. Putting that tongue all the way in each other’s ass. Working the muscle. One finger goes in, than two. Making scissors movements. A third finger. As deep as to milk the prostrate. Two Ton went out of his mind. No way of telling where all that precum came from and kept flowing. He couldn’t hold in. He wanted to fuck. Now. Blake Lotus knew it. He wanted it too. He wanted it bad. Seen the thickness of his dick it’s not easy being the top. Most guys can’t take it. Blake.