“I need some coffee, so why don’t one of you get it for me so I don’t show off my stretched shorts to them.”“We should make you show it off ...yourself for letting us get caught holding on to you,” Trish said with a giggle. “It is funny though, glad Dad didn’t catch us.”“No kidding,” Delta quietly exclaimed, “I don’t think he would be happy.”“Would you please get me some coffee?” I begged.“Yeah, yeah, right away,” Delta said going for the coffee.Trish walked out to the two ladies. Her baby doll. ”Jane stuck out her hand to shake and I took it immediately. “William,” I responded before bringing her hand up to my mouth. “Please sit, Jane. Let me buy you a drink.”She sat down and crossed her long legs. I ordered her a Rum and Coke, sans the spike. We started a lazy conversation, talking about what we did for a living and our interests. Jane was a receptionist at a tattoo parlor not far from The Darkwolf. When I asked about her apparent unmarked skin, she assured me that she had extensive. " No problem sweetie, I'll hire you a personal trainer." You going to hire a half dozen women to work out with me? I need some one to pace myself against." If that's what it takes then that's what I will do. I'm not going to have my wife on display in front of a bunch of men."Nothing more was said on the subject for almost a month, which should have alarmed me, because Harry is like a dog with a bone - he never lets go of things. One morning Harry told me he had a surprise for me and he drove. She was so immersed in the experience she didn’t realize how vocal she’d become. Moaning and gasping, she felt as if she were pleading for him to bring her to climax. The build up was so intense, the pleasure was agonizing. She needed to cum. She couldn’t take it any more. As if he could read her mind, he closed his lips tightly around her clit, sucking it with perfect pressure. She felt herself buckle, her legs still hanging in the air, completely rigid and her chest jolting upwards. Her.