They could afford to eat at a fancy restaurant every night if they chose. Sally never gave up that wife-of-grad-student frugality she had perfected in...their early days. She always denied it, said that she just liked fish. It annoyed Paul for a time, but then, he realized that she just refused to release her hold on their just-married years together when they taught each other so much. As he polished off his first scotch and ordered another, Paul reminded himself that he was longing for. Sorry.” I don’t know if I should have apologized or not. I mean it’s not my fault. It was only growing. Just her hand being on it was enough, and 10 seconds later I was fully hard. “So…” I say.“Right”. She says. She puts her other hand on it and starts moving them both up and down. Both of her hands barely cover half of it. It feels so good. I just stare at her body, I can see her cleavage again as she works my cock. After a minute or two, she spits on it for lube. She spits a few more times. If it's a girl, you won't have any of those awkward father-daughter discussions." God. Pregnant," he said, letting out a sigh. "That really puts the icing on the cake. All right, I guess I haven't got much choice." I don't want you to think I'm pushing you into it. I guess it looks like it, and maybe I am," she said, "But things have happened so quickly that there hasn't been time to do things the normal way. John, I want you with me badly. I need you with me badly. But, if you want to go back. It’s fine,” said Aisha. “Ah, OK.” “Why don’t you take your boxers off and we can play with your cock,” suggested Gemma. “Yeah, we can take our clothes off first. Is that what you want?” Added Aisha. “Yes… please.” The girls walked towards him, hand in hand and ran their fingers through his hair. Then they stroked his shoulders and arms. He had smooth skin, hairless almost, apart from a sprinkling of dark curlies on his abdomen. At least he kept himself in shape and the girls paused, their.