Definitely not. But I know one thing... Ash sure the hell did. She had told me many times, long before we had met Mike and Kim, that having another man's kid was the one fantasy, the most powerful trigger to most of her orgasms. She loved pretending some guy was impregnating her and she was going to have his baby...not mine! She claimed there was something in that fantasy that would get to any woman. Something very primal. Something wired deeply inside and if I loved her and trusted her, I would just deal with it. How did I "damn deal with" it? Not so well. Would I ever consider letting her? Not at first. But, like so many other things, we talked about it a bunch of times, of course always all jacked up on the edge. I had a ton of issues. Hell, there was only complications, and danger, and even disaster every way I sliced it. So much so, Ash refused to talk about it any more unless we were in bed and she was playing with my cock. During those times resistance seemed Fingering to melt, at least enough that we could find it a hot thing to contemplate. However, now we had actual names and faces to that fantasy and both of these crazy women were conspiring against me to have one or more kids that weren't going to be their cock husband's! Could we really do it? Could sharing kids build bonds between the four of us as the girls believed or would it turn out to be disastrous and the worst mistake we've ever made? Over time, I admitted I'd love to make a kid with dick Kim. I even had my own little term for it... "Kim's and Jim's kid." As pussy for being ok with Ash having Mike's baby? Well not so much. I know, I know... Ash was girl forever reminding me I was in the middle of a big double standard. And she continued to remind me it would still be "her kid" and therefore actually "our kid" and that child would always remind us how wonderfully free and sexual we were, and how this birth would be the most avant-garde thing we could possibly do, and how her clock was ticking, and what strong love bonds we would create with them, and how this was our one chance to explore something few others ever get to explore, riding and how the jealousy and ownership issues I was feeling were something we always thought should be conquered anyway, and this was just an important extension of everything we had already discovered... and always... "Tick tock" Don't get me wrong. She smiled when she thought about that reference. Please give me more.” And with that, the butt plug was pushed girl all the way in. I gasped and clinched, but in an instant I started feeling better. She looked at the wet spot on his crotch and giggled. In which the Old Gods dwell There is nothing theatrical about this one as I feel my orgasm getting close. Marco is slamming into her now with dick long, very hard fast strokes and the grimace on his face suggests he is about to blow. When I pulled out of Sally, I riding felt truly rejected in every way. She let pussy him graze for a moment before pushing his mouth away. I didn't give her time to recover, we were in charge now. As for the rest of you... "Cheers!" Chapter 29 And now cock for the rest of the story aka "She took some pictures of her breasts and you know down below," pointing to her pussy, "and sent them to him". “Listen, sweetheart, I don’t care if he’s paying you to clean his house, suck his dick, or dress up in leather and beat his ass with a wooden spoon, but I’ll double it. And the law enforcement will arrive just in time to arrest you for disturbing the neighborhood and the peace of my home.” I was afraid Baxter would try to bite it, but he limited himself to licking them clean, instead. Brad faked out a few times. But tangled in with that was the scent of a female in heat. I gasped and moaned into the kiss. Hell, I already am.” After a pause, I continued, Fingering “If I may, I remember her carrying a blaster, a Bryar pistol, if I’m not mistaken.