He seemed to be a bit dazed, his hair was mussed and I could see traces of lipstick on his lips and cheek."Better get a move on," I said forcing my vo...ce not to quiver "you did say you wanted to get to school early today." Hmmm?" he responded distractedly "Oh, yeah, I'd better get moving." SHIT!" I swore once my son had left the room.Whatever I might have thought about the idea of i****t to start with I was now determined to make Wendy at least work for her victory. I was under no illusion that. AJ will tell you all about it soon.'Over the next few hours, Iris began to feel other inputs from her body, a gentle tugging on her abdomen made her look down at the ugly scars, the reminders of the attempts on her life in prison. Yes, she'd been well treated, but no effort had been made to lessen the scarring as she was sewn up. Over time, she saw the angry welts soften, and stretch, gradually fading until only whole skin remained. The gash on her hip closed and healed practically before her. Monica had dressed in a blue suede suit consisting of a wrap around skirt and matching blouse, she was wearing four inch high heels and a leather handbag, all in matching blue, a very expensive looking outfit. I knew she was wearing stockings because I had told her too but you couldn't tell that when she walked towards us. She had shoulder length dark wavy hair which nicely framed her face, her boobs pushed the blouse forward making a very pleasant valley for us men to gaze down, if you could. Amanda’s pussy overflowed with semen. It dripped down the crack of her butt and some dripped on the floor. Neither of them noticed; they were stunned and shocked, their minds elsewhere, still fucking. That recollection made Ben’s testicles shift and tingle on his side of the bed. A glint of reflected light appeared a few millimeters down his urethra as pre-cum started to get through the length of his dick. The glint got completely to the top, where it became a droplet, then a large drop of.