"I love it!" he cried and Roger crossed the room and practically leaptinto his wife's arms and kissed her passionately. Emily struggled to holdhim and... nearly dropped him."Oof," Emily winced, as she staggered back from the force of her husband.Sure, she was stronger than him and could easily carry him, but it washarder to do when you're 28 weeks pregnant.Roger planted himself gently back on the ground and covered his mouthwith his hand as he giggled."Oops, sorry," he said grinning. "Why would they help you out?" he demanded."Well, while they are not all my friends, most of their girlfriends are, or are friends with close friends of mine. Imagine how those guys would feel when their girlfriends cut them off, and they knew that the only thing that stood between them and their girlfriends' pussies was an obnoxious sophomore. What do you think would happen to you?"Mark wasn't particularly smart, but on the other hand, he wasn't stupid. He apparently knew about me, and I could. She shook her head one more time, and walked in to her bedroomto get some sleep.That night the twins slept holding each other, and had dreams of days tocome, where they lived in peace, and all was well. In a nearbywarehouse, with line of sight to the one they slumbered in, a disturbedWolf sat in thought. They had given him the perfect opportunity, in thepicnic, and his programming wouldn't let him pass it up. He had hopedthat they wouldn't expose themselves, but they had, and now he had. His fingers slipped into her, first one, painfully tight, then a second, forcing her open. His fingertips bounced off her hymen, testing its strength. A third finger was added and she was too full, too stretched. Her body suddenly convulsed as his mouth sucked her clit to a state that it had never been before. Her back arched and her hips bucked against his face. She was shaking her head no, not believeing what he was doing to her. Not believing her body was betraying her so badly. By keeping.