"Put your shirt back on and I'll ask you again," I said."What if I don't want to marry you?" she asked, jutting her chin out."Then I'll be devastated.... I'll be crushed. I'll waste away and become a feeble old man." Your brain is already feeble," she growled."No it's not. I'm sharp as a tack. I know what I'm doing. I know I can't be happy without you in my life." I can be in your life without marrying you," she said."Yes, but it won't be the same. I want you to have my babies. I've never had a. We also talked about where we could go to find more privacy and she said she's see what she could find.The weekends were still filled by dating our boyfriends, but for Jennifer and me it also meant a chance for us to be together although not as close or as private as we would have liked. She was certainly bisexual as she liked a good shag, as evident with the vocal sounds she would make, and now her and I admitted we didn't mind how close we were together and she enjoyed knowing I was being. Rachel had lovely nipples, big, thick pink nipples and now they were stiff like little bolts! I knew that she was close to an orgasm so I started to rub her clit to bring her off. Her clit was slick with her juices and it wasn’t long before I felt her pussy muscles tighten around my cock and her body shake as she cum hard, moaning with her mouth full of Tom’s cock. I held her still with him deep in her mouth and me deep in her pussy as her orgasm continued.I wanted to see Tom’s cock enter my. "YES, MA'AM!" he laughedI am positive he thought it was all a hoax until I rang his doorbell. He was twenty, I was 46 then, but he still seemed impressed by me. He was actually a nice looking lad, but (I am sure when he reads this he would not be offended)but a touch geeky, with horn rimmed glasses and rather untidy auburn hair. His dress sense wasn't great, but all in all it all pointed more than anything to a severe lack of confidence. He bustled me in, perhaps thinking I would cut and.