“When eventually he began to come I told him to come inside. His cock got even harder and longer. He was pinching my nipples frantically and shoutin... loudly when he finally filled me. God that was fantastic.” Ambrose looked at her. She really was a very hot woman. Her legs were now splayed widely open and her fingers were rapidly working her clit. She had been wearing a tiny trimmed V of hair on her mound for a year now. Ambrose wondered, idly but hotly, how many men had so far been privileged. The truth is most of the arguments against things like gay marriage point to polygamy as the next thing on the slippery slope. Lots of people in the LGBT community would personally support group lifestyles, but I doubt anyone I know around here would even discuss it for fear of hurting their own agenda. Tennessee ain't exactly progressive even for progressives, if you know what I mean." Oh." I understood what she was saying, but it actually hurt a bit hearing it."On the other hand, I know some. Since no one is looking you decide to take a look around the house and go upstairs. As expected, the first two rooms are spare rooms the last room down the hallway is the master bedroom. You know you should not be here but you make your way into the master bedroom. The dark mahogany furniture is very high quality with a four post bed in the middle. You run your hands along the bedspread feeling the soft material and make your way to nightstand. On it resides a Daniel Steele novel which. She turned her head to look at him, her cheeks red, her feline eyes pleading for more.“Good girl,” he whispered, and she bit her lower lip as she felt a fresh flare of lust rise up inside her. It made her feel funny when he said that, turned on, but also oddly acquiescent. She was a good girl, or at least she tried to be, and she was pleased when he praised her for her good behavior. Serving her Alpha was her primary purpose after all, the greatest aspiration of all Borealans.“Now I want ‘you’.