"How does that feel?" It feels incredible," I replied, "Oh my god you're so fucking sexy!"She blushed and asked me softly. "So, do you guys want to fu...l swap or soft swap?”"What do you mean?" I asked.She giggled. "Do you and Carrie just want to play or go all the way?"I replied, "We said we were up for anything. No limits!"Her face lit up and she slowly shifted her weight, straddling herself on top of my legs to face me. I looked over at my wife who was leaning back against the tub, moaning. She only resorted to spanking when she knew for sure that Emma was in the wrong. Sometimes she would withdraw privileges instead. She chose the punishment to fit the crime, it was not a one punishment fits all. Mrs. Hopkins could see how Emma was coming to respect the surrogate. She knew when she had done wrong and no longer argued but accepted her punishment. Then the more difficult period arrived. The surrogate stepped back and the Mrs. Hopkins had to take the front line role. Mrs Hopkins. Although Proxima Centauri had inoculated the threat of the plague spreading to their stellar system with an immeasurably more advanced technology than that possessed by humanity in its last few doomed months, it was still on guard for a rogue self-replicator that might still be tumbling directionless through space.It was a total mystery by what accident the original self-replicating machines had been re-programmed to travel across nearly nine light years of deep space to its originating source. I pulled my finger out of my ass and swiped up the pre-cum. Slowly, I brought the sweet nectar to my lips. It was quite a bit and was almost dripping off my finger. I open my mouth, gave my finger a little shake, and cum drippings fell in my waiting mouth. Mmm, delicious pre-cum, so sweet, so creamy! I slipped my finger into my mouth and licked it dry. The sweet taste of my asshole mixed with my cum and it made me crazy. I grabbed the empty wine bottle and soaped up the neck. I spread my legs.