Except for where the wrinkles were, Betty’s milky white skin was smooth to the touch as I ran my hands over her body. “Let’s get the rest of you... clothes off.” I said as I knelt down in front of her.I removed Betty’s shoes and socks and then unsnapped the button on her pants. As I pulled the zipper down the sound seemed to echo through the room. Betty’s hips were slim and the pants easily fell to reveal white, cotton panties. I hooked my fingers in the elastic band and slowly pulled them down. He was pretty sure the problem lay elsewhere. Even with the frequency that Reba demanded he perform, he was producing copious amounts of semen. And he was glad for the frequency he knew would end once she caught. While he was always ready for sex and shot a lot of come, it was almost impossible for him to masturbate. Of course, Reba wouldn’t consider the idea that she was infertile. It was all on him.Reba hadn’t accompanied him to the clinic. She just shrilly demanded that he get it fixed. So,. He continued pumping in and out until I reached orgasm and squirted! I thought, “wow! That was amazing.” Thinking we were finished. He stayed inside me rotating at the wrist stretching me all over again. I was panting and twitching as the end of my orgasm dissipated. He pulled out of me, making me shudder as he left me throbbing, open, and empty. I thought for sure now he wanted to fuck me!I felt him drip lube over my slit again, this time letting some pool on my asshole before running. “By all means,” Elizabeth broke her silence as Sadie dialed her cell phone to FaceTime her husband.“Honey, it’s me. Sadie. I’ve done it. I’m here at the CNN Town Hall here in this abandoned church and I’ve just been baptized a Michaelist on live TV. Tell me, what do you think of that? Would you like to join us? I won’t need my old clothes anymore, due to the Rapture, in case you’re worried about my nudity. Are you watching this?” Sadie asked him.“Look, honey ... it’s just not for me. I just ....