The next thing we knew we were walking up the last flight of stairs and entering their small but cozy student apartment. It was laid out with the typical student accoutrements (a big screen TV and impressive sound system), but we nodded politely as they gave us the quick tour. In the kitchenette they had a full bottle of tequila beside a half-empty bottle of rum, and my wife and I smiled sideways at each other. This was going to be a fun night. "I bet that sound system gets some good bass," she said. "Let's try it out!" They went back to the living room to get it started and we followed, but not before my wife swiped the tequila. She opened the it as they fiddled with the sound system oral and took four or five gulps right from the bottle. Then she closed it back up and set it aside just as the music came on. It was Techno, but not the frenetic, heart-attack-inducing stuff; it was medium-light with a solid, slow beat. My wife moaned, "Oooh, yeah!" as her hips started rocking to the beat, and she slid her arms sensually up above her head. I was already sitting in a comfortable, lounging armchair and our two new friends sat down across from me, ready to enjoy some good beats and maybe have a conversation. Little did Cream Pie they know, they were in for the time of their lives. My wife did not sit but shimmeyed to the middle of the room, and all three of us watched her body intently as it swayed and writhed to the rhythm of the music. Her flirtations were all directed at me, but I could tell cum her exhibitionist side was loving the attention she was getting from the two guys, as evidenced by the significant bulges their trousers couldn't hide. “So could you guys hear us?” Lucy guided her through with a firm hand. I came after a few minutes, but Betty didn’t even feel me go flaccid as an orgasm swept through her. “Thanks!” she quickly responded, slightly out of breath, “Sure do.” A glint in the light caught my eyes as I looked at the expensive diamond wedding ring on her finger. She barked out loud “Ha! We collapsed to the floor and were soon in the ‘69’ position. “Why did you think Paul?” When you made your pact with me, it became impossible for you to get anyone pregnant. You asked me what would happen if I moved closer. Aaron couldn't believe it! I set my purse down and flicked off my shoes before rubbing my feet which were throbbing in pain. I thought that the show would have been over then, but Jon had one more thing that I had to do. Vijaya- mom my husband is no going to see my daughter this time ,u know when I get sensation I can’t control so I am so worry about this “THANK YOU! cum You can ask him when he gets here if you like. With a final plunge, she screamed, and emptied herself inside me. As lay down again I looked at the people around me again; nothing. “Your mother knows about us.” I tell Abigail that night. I couldn't lose anyone. “John here’s what I need from you. Retrieving her equipment, she holstered her phaser oral and once again flipped open her tricorder and held it to her midsection, allowing the humming tool to scan her. “I’m sure she is feeling much better Cream Pie now…” Emily had already been awake—sorta, staring blearily in a stupor at the tiled wall beside the bathtub she was in. Aunt Mattie’s arrival snapped her into full awareness, and she jerked, curling into a painful ball. They weren't as perky as her daughters, but her nipples were larger and darker. He moved inhumanly fast, his speed matching my own, his fluidity even better. Would that make you happy?"