Even Julie felt the plug push further up her body.I said, "I guess we ought to have some rules set up ahead of time. It will let you know what is expe...ted of you. We've established that the plugs do not come out without my approval. We have also established that no clothes are to be worn except an apron when cooking. I will add that shoes and ankle socks are your choice. I don't care if you have shoes on or not. Finally, failures will hurt each of you but the one failing will hurt the worst.. Finally you pull your long cock free with a wet sloppy sound. You walk a few steps to catch your breath and recover before turning to face us again. Your sweaty body steams in the cool air. Your still rigid cock wet and shining in the moon light."My turn" I say as I apply gentle pressure to my wifes shoulders. She meekly sinks to her knees and takes me into her mouth. She has sucked my cock a thousand times and the familiarity gives her some comfort. She works my big cock with practiced skill. Alexa, it is difficult to explain. Like the dragon said, there are things about you none of us can explain but there is a sense that you are meant for more. This girl may be a sign that you, also, are responsible for bringing a c***d with new attitudes into the future.”“I look at all of you and I see how comfortable you are with the responsibility of c***dren. The thought terrifies me. You are so much stronger in that than I am. I will need help. May I use you for guidance?”They look at each. Old books always had a certain smell, almost like vanilla mixed with dust. He took advantage of her inattention to admire her curves, his eyes moving from low heels, to shapely legs, her skirt and jacket fitted snugly over a thin white blouse.Jim opened the locked display case and put the large book on a black velvet cloth. "This one is an 1853 edition of Tableau de L'Amour Conjugal by Nicolas Venette. He was a physician who advocated balance between reason and passion. He was one of the first.