”“Wives? Agreement? Talk about a line!”“No line,” I said, taking my wallet from my pants pocket.I extracted the plastic holder that containe...d pictures of the kids and their moms and handed it to Brooke.“These are all yours? The kids AND the moms?”I shook my head, “No. Jesse, that’s the oldest boy, has two moms. His mom and I were High School sweethearts, but she’s a lesbian. She’s living in a committed relationship with another woman. I helped them have Jesse. Matthew and Michael, the next two. I put my hands on your hips and brace myself as I ever so slowly ease myself into you, my head easily slipping past your lips with a pop. Mmmm…so good. Your eyes widen as you feel me start to slip in, a feeling of fullness beginning to work it’s way in. Your pussy is so wet from cumming that there’s really no need to go slow besides the delicious torture it creates for us both. Your breathing is speeding back up as I push another inch into you, trying to maintain control over my speed and not. Whenever I say that I want her she always says come and get me. I will always spread my legs for you. I would want to mate with you and have more babies with you.Saying we will always be part of each other even when we are old and you are welcome to Phils. Insha allah I will ensure that I stay with you and show you our country.Mustaq and myself are good friends and are in contact as usual discussing work related matters, he many a times does invite me to come down on weekends, on my part I. Warning adult content below. Through my wonderful typing skills and hummer through emails I get you to meet me at The Waterford Hotel(63rd and Penn) for cocktails. Whenever I see you I compliment you on how pretty you are and how good you smell. As a collector of colognes myself can appreciate the importants of good smell. Your straight hair is looking beautiful. The lounge is pretty slow and we have a secluded corner booth all to ourselves. After a couple of cocktails and getting to know.