It didn’t take me long to spurt my cream in with howevermany loads were already there. She seemed kind of bored,just laying there and not making...any of the sounds Iexpected from a woman getting fucked. We went back tothe living room just after my buddy spurted his cockjuice into Patti. I could hear her squeal with delight.All the other guys had to leave so I took Patti to thebedroom and we talked while I got hard again. She toldme that one of the guys who just left was a boyfriendwho had. There was nothing she could do. If I did get arrested outside of the country, she wouldn’t be able to help. She suggested I have Dick Cheney request it from the Nicaraguans when he took office.I could just see that happening.By the end of the week Marilyn and I were able to take a long weekend and head down to Hougomont. Special Agent Jaworski had taken his predecessor’s fate to heart and was a lot politer. I knew that there were going to be some changes, but I didn’t have to put up with orders. “Oh, God’s teeth, it’s incredible when you fuck me like that!” Tracy screamed as I drove deeper into her slippery snatch from behind.True, my wife had put on some extra padding of late, but it actually flattered her considerably as her belly showed the first signs of a baby bump. Just how old was this kid, anyway? Well, we were estranged for a good while, weren’t we? It was probably Eddie’s spawn, but I would love it for Tracy’s sake and Dad’s as well. It was still a grandson or granddaughter. "Nice," she said."Somehow I don't think your daddy would approve." I said deadpanned."I was referring to the bed," she laughed, 'the silk sheets look really sensuous."As she moved backwards, I gave her a grin and stepped out of my track pants.My expression asked, "What are you going to do now?"Ala laughed, came forward again, paused dramatically and messed up my choppy brown hair. The sexual tension that had been building the past weeks—at least on my part—was suddenly on overdrive. Ala walked.