” Anna bowed yet again and scuttled from the room. Quite a little darling, Ithought. I would have her again before long. When, having let off more s...eam, I would be able to hold on much longer. It would be nice to fuck that little beauty for a good half hour or so. Time to get up, I supposed. Not that I had to, of course. But it would be nice to take a wander around and see if Bianca had made any changes. Also, to see Bianca herself.I picked up the House Phone. “Send up a slave,” I. Mandy knows she needs to look after her cum vending machine! But I also knew that after the game, Gina and Mandy would want one last farewell shot of cum before the night was out. The whistle for full-time had barely blown&hellip, the game on the TV hadnt even cut to commercials before Mandy and Gina were sitting expectantly on the lounge beside me. Where? I said simply. Submissively. I was my wifes cum vending machine, and as long as she treated me right and kept me interested I would give her. Seems I wasn't quite as successful at keeping the lake out of me as I'd thought. I turned and flopped weakly on my back again and addressed Tabby without opening my eyes."What are you yelling at me for?" I asked, still sounding like Clarence Frogman."You idiot," she said thickly, "I thought you were dying! I thought I was losing you."I realized she was crying. I had never, ever seen her cry. Even when we were having that stupid tree climbing competition last year and she'd fallen and broken her. She closed her eyes and grit her teeth at the internal abuse thetwo infants were inflicting on her.When they finally eased down she let the breath she was holding go. Shelooked down at her twenty-eight week belly. "I may want to be a goodmother to you two," she said to them, "but you kids are running up sucha tab that you owe me for."She heard an engine get close and then slow down. She waited until sheheard it stop in her yard and heard the jeep door open before shelevered herself up out of.