"Oops, you're right."They found their table. Already seated were former National pairs champion Renee Miller and Ted Sorrell. Sophia and Warren had me... them a couple of times, and had liked them. They exchanged greetings."Check it out, Liz, two swinging single gals like us, and they stuck us with all the old married couples."Renee and Ted just laughed, but Warren said, "Not only are we not married, but old? I'm two years younger than you are, Arsenault." OK, so you're not old. Married is. 'Oh, God I must be mad!' she thought, as she picked her way foggily through her early morning routine.Downstairs she found Denise, wearing a bathrobe, with coffee ready to pour."Good morning, Anne," she said quietly. "Stan's gone back to sleep. He'll wait up for you tonight. I'll sleep in the spare room, but I'll stay up as well — I want to hear how your first day went!"Anne almost fell into a chair at the table. "Monday, the 15th of January, 2007. The day I fell apart." Elbows on the table,. Quasi-dreams had caused several of her potential mating pairs to step back from their congress. Very well, she would abandon the protocol for now.It was not all bad news in her research. Axcix was pleased to note that several mating pairs had progressed to daily coupling. This would lead to conception. She had a few minor alterations that might make the process a richer field for her data.Roy sat at the kitchen table eating some Sugar Smacks. The cereal box stood next to his bowl and he eyed. This, however, was nothing new to Ainsleigh. Many of these hunky men were ‘softies’ when it came to hard man-sex. Dougal was also somewhat of a sprinter and within a few minutes had shot his load.After Dougal unloaded, he began to thank Ainsleigh. Without skipping a beat, Ainsleigh told him that they were not done yet.“Now I’m going to fuck you,” Ainsleigh then informed him.A look of pleasure beamed on Dougal’s face as he focussed on Ainsleigh’s huge dick.“Yeah, fuck yeah, fuck me with that.