“Maybe tonight” I smiled as I put a hand on her thigh and gave it a little squeeze. I stuffed my hard cock in my pants and stepped out of the car,...slowly walking behind Ashley hoping my hard on would disappear by the time I got to the front door. Her friend opened the door and I instantly knew my hard on wouldn’t go away. Abby was as sexy as Ashley, she was a short black haired girl. She was pretty much flat chested but had an amazing ass, just like my sister. “Hey babes!” she boomed as she. My excitement was increasing and I could feel my pussy getting wet again. Hmm, I said dreamily, watching his eyes try…..but fail….. to turn away as I reached for the wine bottle. His gaze kept darting back to the point where my thighs melted into darkness. I think Ill join you Jimmy, I said. Nows the time to really give him the show, I thought. First the breasts again to get him ready for what I decided was to come. As I reached over to refilled my glass, I used both my arms again and. He was also a conceited asshole. I went to an art exhibit alone and saw Jake and Caitlyn come into the gallery. The exhibit was about Western Art. You know, George Catlin, Frederick Remington and others. How she got him to attend is a mystery. Jake was a good football player and could memorize plays and formations, but at everything else he sucked. Other than football, if his I.Q. was two points higher he could be a rock. They had only been there about twenty minutes when he started. The weak-stomached royal bit back a gag. She could see the baby’s head crowning. Canon fire roared outside. A second later, the windows shook. ‘My Lady, when I say push, you must push with every last bit of strength. Do you understand?’ Senka asked with an unnaturally steady voice. The queen gazed at her with blood-red eyes. The veins in her face were prominent and straining against her sallow skin. Her smooth delicate features had been clawed away, replaced by harsh lines and jagged light..