It was all swollen and I could see it poking out from its little hood. Then she was crying out, and her hips lifted right off the carpet and she cum o...nto her fingers. I got up and dashed for the door and ran away. When I felt safe I walked to the bus station. While I was waiting for the bus I kept thinking about what I’d seen. I knew the boys had loosened up the girls with the vodka in the drinks. I was pretty sure the other girls hadn’t really been against letting the boys seem to. She has to be younger than you. Younger than me. Let's say no more than thirty-five. Two, or at most three, more births in her. She should be healthy and a screened, proven mother. Are stepchildren unwelcome?" "No, but the fewer the better, and preferably girls. Boys might be prone to comparing me unfavorably to their father." "I'm not sure that's true, but if you believe it is, we can use anything to narrow the candidate pool. Any minimum age? A man in your position... a trophy wife can be...". She loved to dress sexy at her job and tease the guys, and sometimes accepted invitations to go drinking with them after work, even though we were dating. One night at a bar, the guys talked her into volunteering to model lingerie for a charity fund raiser to fill in for another girl that had chickened out. She had been drinking and was feeling brave and thought it was no big deal since she would wear bra and thong under the lingerie. The bar was dark and she thought it would be sexy and fun,. I had swallowed my third load when Glenn's text came through."You free?" I am now," I replied."Good."Ten minutes later I pulled onto my driveway. As I made my way up the driveway I saw Glenn's car pull in behind. My place was ideal for meeting, even though I lived in a somewhat busy area, my long driveway and secluded property made it safe from passersby. There were no chances anyone driving by would be able to see much further than halfway up my driveway. A very ideal situation for myself and.