Her hand only rested on my leg for a moment before she self-consciously lifted it and placed it nervously on the table and then around her half finish...ed drink. However the momentary contact had caused my heart rate to rise to such a point that I was sure that she could readily hear the beating of my heart. Mom reached up with her right hand and took my hand in hers, pulling it down from the back of the booth and draping it over her shoulder. She kept her hand on mine, fidgeting with my fingers. The boys were well used to this and gently turned on their females so they were butt to butt and they periodically tested the knotting. Nikki loved this part because she could induce multiple orgasms by rocking on the knot. It seemed uncanny to her that being knotted seemed to bump onto her g-spot with regularity.When the knots finally subsided sufficiently, the dogs separated from their human females. Both women then turned to their partners and sucked, licked and cleaned the cocks that had. Someone must have alerted the rest of the patio group, as by the time we reached the hospital, cars were pulling into the parking lot as if it were a parade. The attendants took Suki but Rita stopped them and said, "I think I'm about to have mine too. Could you help me inside?"Oh, fuck. This couldn't be happening. Not both at once.Someone else parked our Expedition as I was stumbling behind the two women being wheeled into the birthing rooms.A lady in nurses' garb stopped me as I followed the. "I wanted to be a poet once,actually," I confided in him."Do you remember any of the poems you wrote, when you wanted to be apoet?"I smiled. "One or two." Could I hear one?" "This one is called 'Breast Friends.' The title is silly, but thesentiments, I hope, are not." Having introduced the verse, I recitedthe poem:A rose is a vow, solemn as a nun's,By which a man pledges eternal love,A flower as radiant as the sun'sWarm light, which, like the rainbow set aboveThe flood, by God, to remind.