‘‘ Put what in you, Mel?“ You finger me, pressing into my wet heat to your first knuckle. I bow against you, my back arching and pushing us away... from the door. ‘‘What do you want? Say the words, baby.“My eyes are wild, glazed over in lust, my nostrils flaring with each panted breath. ‘‘Your cock, in me, now.“ You can’t hold back the growl as you look into my face and hear the words. You take your cock in your hand and slap at my clit with the broad, purple crown. My head whips back, thudding. .Your ass...and your friend's feet...I didn't know you could see...I-I-I guess I'll go now." I could tell the Oriental girl was trying hard to suppress a smile. She reached for the fat one, pulled her close, and whispered in her ear. They conferred briefly, then both started laughing. I turned to leave. "Wait!" called the fat one. "Are you really sorry?" "Yes," I hesitantly replied. "Will you do anything to make it up to us?" "Yes," I answered, a dim light beginning to flicker in my mind. "Will. ”“Penny, a crazy thought just popped into my head. Somewhere down the road, will you want to have babies. And will you want them with me?”“I don’t know,” she kissed me and then said quietly, “I do know that if I do, I will have them with you. You may also decide to take Deb back fully and have babies with her.”“I don’t know about that. We talked about it, but she always put me off. I don’t think that she was seeing other men before Peter Larson, but maybe she was and didn’t want to risk having. "Wow! She was really mine!I said, "The name I choose for you is Angela. I willsometimes refer to you as Angie, or perhaps Angel. Asyou gain self-awareness you may wish to choose yourown name. If this occurs, let me know and we'll seewhat we can do about it."She said, "I like the name you have chosen, master."Oh-oh, better nip this in the bud! I told her,"Angela, you are here to be my companion, not myslave. Please don't call me master. Refer to me asKevin or as Mr. Wilson on formal.