”“What about Connie?” The question was inevitable.“What about her?”“You took her back.” Her words were weighted.“You make it seem as i... we were an item, as if she had been unfaithful and I had forgiven her.”“Well, nearly,” she said, and I thought she was gaining the upper hand. “She did what her sister did before, and you took her back. She would have been gone long since if we hadn’t had the day off. She’d have gone for good and you know it.”“I don’t know that; who knows, after coming back. Imagining the whole time, it was Emma’s fingers and lips helping him to the point.Once his personal needs had been taken care of, Donald dressed himself again. Soon Emma could see him naked, but not yet. He came back to the bed and stroked Emma’s face. “Shhh baby, just calm yourself, it is over for today.” He began at her feet and untied the silk cords, bringing her legs together, and stroking them some. Then her arms, which he rubbed up and down as he released them and laid them on her. The next day Jessica and Stacey woke up in the same bed having had a hot and steamy sex session most of the night, Stacey had said she wanted her last night on earth to be the best one she had ever had since she knew by the end of spit master class today she would have a steel pole though her and be roasting over an open fire for Jessicas dinner, her first dinner that she would spit and roast herself as a spit master in training. After a short while they could hear the sound of a horn blowing. I knew what this night was going to mean. Lots of prenatal vet care and possible marriage if Brenda decided she was hooked on this cock and wanted a family. My mind was racing but in all the wrong directions. My nuts ached as they rushed a huge order of fresh hot sperm up into my cock, loading it up for the big moment.Brenda's own reproductive orgasm were in full motion. Her muscles tried in vain to milk my cock but it was no use. She was way too wet to take full control of my pending orgasm..