Lets, see," Bob said. "You asked why you weren't pregnant." After pausing to gather his thoughts, he continued with, "How do I explain this. Well, jus... before I got divorced, my wife was pregnant. She'd told me she didn't want any more children. So while she was carrying my son she demanded I have a vasectomy."That way, by the time the baby was born and we started having sex again, I wouldn't be producing any sperm. She wouldn't have to worry about getting pregnant again. Claire really didn't. She had the happiest, most content of smiles. She shivered, and I knew she’d just enjoyed yet another of her orgasms. I was so glad that I had actually worn loose fitting slacks this night. If I had tight blue jeans on, it’s likely my cock would have snapped itself in half trying to escape while watching their performance. Katie stayed on her knees and shifted over to rest her head on my lap. She likes to snuggle after an orgasm. Her head bumped my stiff dick and she smiled up at me, then. We were given twenty minutes to call our wives, girlfriends or family to say goodbye. There were a lot of guys and only a few phones but some of us were lucky enough to reach our love ones on the phone before we were loaded on to several trucks. I quickly said goodbye to my young wife and baby. I told her to call my mother or brother if she needed help. We had no idea where we were going or when we would return. This was a classified expedition. Little did we know that the whole world was. Really misbehave and weight will be added.” Olivia returned to the dresser and turning to me asked, “Would you like me to make you cum?”Knowing the fire that was in my pussy from my inability to climax, I welcomed the thought. Hoping not to seem eager I replied. “Yes mistress, if my cumming pleases you, I would like that.”Reaching into a lower drawer Olivia emerges with a vibrator wand that she paused to plug into a wall socket. The smooth round head looked to be about three inches.