“Well, that’s why I came over- wait ... you mean ... come with you?” Her mind whirled. Obligation and freedom, expectation and excitement, dream... and duties, her past and her future, all collided inside her at the same time. Could she do that? What did she have to lose? Her possessions were meager and kept in the cloister at Fort Deliverance. Everything she usually needed was in the old broken down satchel Will had given her when she first started working for him. She had cast away the. Patrick was seventeen and the sporty type, a jock I guess youd say. He walked in wearing a ball cap and sweat pants (which I might add displayed a healthy package) and t-shirt. He had his hair buzzed under the cap and he was quite tall with a great physique. Silly me was oblivious to what Steven was up to… He got behind me when I was at the kitchen sink and started massaging my tits and stuck his tongue in my ear and then said Patrick wants to fuck you too. I stopped what I was doing and just. Her insides are tight and fiery hot. He realizes he'll have to pull out soon if he's going to take a turn with the last girl..."Hey Harold! We have a secret to tell you! Each of these lovely ladies is currently fertile and not on any birth control! In fact, we've been dosing them all with fertility drugs for the last few days! Cum inside any of them and we can pretty much guarantee that you'll make them pregnant!"Harold looks down at the sexy hourglass-figured body his dick is buried in, his. I bet I could slip into bed and fuck her without even waking up her husband Elvis.The thought of fucking a woman next to her passed-out husband sent a dark thrill through my body; my pecker seemed to ache even more. I slipped out of the bedroom, padding through the house as quiet as a burglar.After carefully opening the door, I spied the couple on the bed. He was fat, on his back, and snoring like a saw mill, sleeping off his drunk. His wife lay on her side, sandy-blonde hair almost glowing by.