It was my Dads voice."We can't do this when any one else is around."I was totally struck by curiosity. There was something in the way he sounded, like...they were up to something?"Wait, what? What's that about? do what?" I wondered "and why the heck is he in her room this early?"I was glad I hadn't made any noise coming in and I walked really quiet to the half open door.It was dark in the hall but there was some early morning light shining in on the bed through a window, lucky for me. As I looked. ‘My clock is ticking.’ The look suggested she needed to hurry. ‘Did you, um, try with…’ ‘Everything, even the turkey baster. For a guy with a low sperm count, he sure chased a lot of skirts.’ ‘Theo, Phyllis has a bunch of problems we would like to talk about. Any chance you can come home with us tonight?’ ‘I won’t be in a very good mood if you have bad news for me’ ‘My lips are sealed until after dinner. We’ll talk after that.’ She turned away but I saw a hint of a smile. The test was easy, but. The bastard had the FBI agents and SWAT in his pocket, bribing them with sex. He seemed untouchable. All I wanted was to go back to the way things were before I walked into that fucking Best Buy! I was happy with my marriage, satisfied with my husband's cock. It wasn't fucking fair!I furiously pumped the vibrator in and out of my pussy. I needed to cum, badly. I needed the stranger's dick in me! Marshal's cock felt just good enough to get me going. Just not good enough to get me off anymore. My. Elspeth Train, the linguist and scholar in her trademark dark tweed jacket, tight black skirt and half-moon, gold rimmed spectacles. Between these two and Helen were the black jump-suit clad Aniko Tomaka — the all-action heroine - and Caressa Santango, the fiery, Latin, intuitive one of the four, in a scarlet dress that was cut every bit as low as those she wore in the game. For what it was worth, I reckoned that all four of these ladies had been surgically enhanced so that their attributes.