..with exception of her asshole.It was with great glee that I discovered that a conveniently tardy essay and few missing pages from her textbook sabot...ged her literature class. I did what most did, a light scolding for not reaching expectations followed by the optimistic pick-me-up so that her eagerness to excel would rebound.However, she knew the repercussions.Without further adieu, my belt buckle was undone and 11 inches of erect and eager flesh was ready. There was procrastination on her. We peeled off out panties and lay on the couch, kissing each other and fingering each others pussies until we both came to shuddering climaxes. It was a one time thing I always wanted to try with anther woman, but it wasnt as satisfying as a mans cock. I was looking forward to swapping with Steve and Margie now more than ever, and I was really thrilled when we got them to agree. We decided to use our place. We also thought it would be fun to take our clothes off together in the same room. I. Too damned many imponderables. Anybody here wanna fuck?”“I do, I do, I do, I do...”“That’s better. Cum with me to the Casbah.”We settled into an easy way of life. Days came and days went. More and more of the girls began sporting little pooch bellies. It shouldn’t be long before they would all be knocked up. Then what? I had grown so accustomed to non-stop nookie that the threat of an end to the nookie train left me in a cold sweat.“Is this going to be the end of the nookie?”, I wondered. Dimly, some part of my brain sensed an opportunity. "The client will be there, it sounded like." Yes," she said, suddenly worried. "They're coming along – and they weren't too happy the last time."I smiled a little nervously. "Do you have everything you need?"She sighs, leaning her head back in her chair, obviously displeased. "More or less."Something in my brain told me that it was now or never, and I couldn't stop myself. Not looking at her, I stepped around the desk and took the arm of her.