We all three collasped on the bed beside each other. Wendy was satisfied having her womb flooded with my semen, Paula seemed a little put out that I...had penetrated Wendy to do it. I was happy that I got to sink my cock into some fresh pussy, a bonus for me as I was just supposed to squirt in there and not touch her. We waited thirty minutes and Wendy wanted more. So I jacked off till I was ready to cum then I was allowed to bury my cock deep into Wendy's snatch and again flood her womb with. It will upset Mother more to know that the neighbors saw my fat." She could not hide a quiver in her voice that belied the bravado of her words."Tell you what, Lisa," he offered. "I'll walk with you and carry your bag." You'd ... you'd do that?" It would be an honor," he said with feeling. He got out and grabbed her bag from the back end. Then he came and opened her door to give her a hand down. She may not have been able to take that first step if his gallantry had not augmented her courage,. There’s a reason they were sitting at the bar drinking beer and not out with dates. The pickin’s were slim to say the least.A few of the guys looked like they were there together. A couple guys looked like Norm from cheers. A few of them might have taught high school to my grandfather. At the end of the bar though ... drinking by himself was the one.He wasn’t ever going to get a job as a GQ model but he wasn’t half bad looking. He was dressed nice (for a bar) and looked like he showered and. At least that’s what I wanted to think and mostly I just wanted to fuck them all again if I could; my fuck friend human girls were great fun.As days passed and word got out about my exploits with different “new female friends and clients” there were more instances of chance encounters plus evidence people were looking for me. More and more there were rumors in the local mill. Curiosity seekers would either arrive on the highway at the dairy looking around or perchance confront me when the son.