The girls had spent a lot of time training like slutty human-dogs, slave-ponies, and even sexy house-kitties under Jonathon and Brock’s watchful eye....“You gonna consider this one in my belly, your grandkid?” Savannah was two months pregnant. She no longer joked about being on birth control pills “most days.” She was already starting to show a little pooch, and her tits were hard.“Absolutely!” Melanie was ecstatic at the possibility.Savannah’s birth mother said she was a dumbass for getting. Rebecka sat down in the chair he vacated and slid her hand onto my arm."So, you and Peter were visiting?" she asked."Yup," I answered. "I realized that he and I were you ladies' main buffers against the birthday boy, and I asked him if that was normal." So you got talking about Brian, and about us ladies?" A little," I answered. "Peter seemed willing to accept that role." How about you? Do you accept that role?" I don't know. He also told me every single guy at the office has asked you out and. Doreen laughed. The dripping was just about stopped so she pulled thepot out and filled Jenny's cup and then her own. "Well, off to save theworld, one loan at a time." Please, come tonight, you'll have fun," Jenny turned and left.Doreen returned to her desk, swept her skirt under her as she sat,sipped her coffee and set it down on a coaster. She logged into hercomputer and began going through e-mails and loan applications.It wasn't a smooth day for her. She kept stopping and analyzing. My fingers embedding themselves within my tropics; all heat and humidity and wetness; relentless in their desire to purge me of every last droplet of lust. Mouth an open wound gasping wordlessly into the wetted fabric of my pillows, eyes refusing to shutter themselves staring unseeing into the darkness, body twisted amongst the bedding, skin sweat sheened, bud breasts rubbing themselves painfully on Egyptian cotton as my fingers pummelled my orgasming cunt. Remorseless and insistent, driving me.