He now asked Carol in the middle of a furious fucking session "Who's the boss, who's the daddy? Is your husband the daddy or am I? I expected her to s...y I was, but the old basted had waited till my wife was on the brink of her orgasm before asking. She growled as she came, "You are Jack, you're the daddy!"He said, "Good," as he came in her, "I expect you to always confirm I'm the daddy as well as begging me to impregnate you every time we shag in future! "Yes Jack," she answered, "you're the. .no...no...that would be so....wroooonngggg!" I gasped as I came on his fingers. Lewis pulled his greasy fingers out of my trembling pussy and fed them into my mouth. They tasted disgusting as I licked my juices off the long digits. As I leant against the cupboard to stop my legs from buckling; Lewis swiftly pulled his shorts down and his massive cock sprang into view. "Jesus!" I gasped as it stood straight up to attention. It must have been at least 7 inches long and as hard as iron. It was so. Umm... The pot was messing with his head. A burst of random images went through his mind, seeing the apartment from different perspectives, different times, trying to see Mike in time and space. Monday maybe? Their schedules were all so different. He climbed out of his car, closing the door absent-mindedly behind him. Something seemed wrong. It was that annoying sense of you get when taking off on a road trip, where something has been forgotten, and no matter how hard you try, you won't. While Jennifer was still very much groggy and feeling the effects of what she'd put inside her, she actually thought her thoughts about her and Brad were nothing but a bad dream. She felt him messing around with her naked ass as she lay there undressed on the bed, and then she felt Brad's hands pawing her back and shoulders and she suddenly felt probing and a wetness around her pussy. Jennifer had been incredibly horny lately and she'd known that she was ovulating, and she felt very much like.