Not yet, anyway. Not ever, corrected Eve's pussy.He grunted as he came. John's testes delivered his seed into Eve for the umpteenth time over the past...three days. Sweat dripped from his brow onto silk sheets: a wonderful woman, a good woman for any man. Although it needed help, John knew Tim and Eve's marriage was fixable. Between couplings with Eve, John talked about the four types of marriages that might apply to her and Tim: independent, co-dependent, family, and public. They also talked. She'd intended to help the nurses and jump right into some medical play, but now that she was there, the Mommy Domme was hungry for a snack and desperate to drain her balls.Vicky's cock bulged in her latex skirt below. The hunger drove her to one of the racks where fresh milkings were stored and she hastily grabbed one of the condoms. Vicky tipped it up and poured the warm, soothing gunk into her mouth. She grabbed a second sleeve and repeated the feat, swallowing all the rich cream in. We had a really lovely evening down at the bar. Several of our friends were there, and Ben chatted easily with all of them. The story about him being one of Gary's old workmates seemed to go OK.Ray, my regular young lover, was too busy to chat with us too much, but at least Ben got to meet him. I suppose he was just curious. Gary stayed sober so that he could drive us home. Both Ben and I were happy with a few drinks inside us, but not to far gone.When we got home, Gary wanted a beer. So we all. But in order to be safethe next day I would have to wear the panties and shave all thehair off my body. If I left any hair except for a proper littlepatch I would be beaten tomorrow. There was a cut out of a girlwho was shaved except for a patch over her pussy. In deep blueink written on the top right of the picture with a pointingarrow were the two words, LIKE THIS.At home that night I thought to myself it was a lot better to dowhat Joe wanted then to get beaten. Also, he hadn't evenbothered.