I am greeted at the bottom of the stairs by the man who only yesterdaylunchtime was a complete stranger; he is smiling and holds out his handto me."My... dear you look simply divine. Perfect." And with that he guides meinto a large conservatory on the back of the house, flooded with light.There is a large table, laid with a mouth-watering brunch. Alreadyseated the table are Jennifer and Mike whom we met at the restaurantlast night. Mike is wearing a crisp pale blue shirt, and Jennifer iswearing a. I told her I agreed, but it was fun and Torbjörn was getting a kick out of it. I realized that our little group of four had become good friends, similar to how Larry, Birgit, and I had been friends and later Larry, Jennifer, and I. It was doing a lot to improve my mood, too. And the silliness with Elizabeth made it even better.The rest of the week flew by; programming, language lessons, and visits with Sofia were keeping me busy and helping me stay focused. I was still grieving for my unborn. Staring at the photo and also thinking back to the beach, Eric began tostroke himself. As he continued to think of those skimpy bikinis andpeering at Mary's pussy, Eric began to feel a pressure building up inhis balls. This pressure continued to rise until he could not hold itany longer. Cum erupted out of his climaxing cock in multiple longmilky jets. For a moment he sat there in his chair and let the bliss ofclimaxing softly pass. Finally he closed the nude picture of Mary andgot up to. Blackie needed no further encouragement; he reared easily up onto his strong, muscular hindlegs, his enormous, steel-hard erection swinging up as he did so, and his huge, copiously spurting, massively flared glans (which had to be at least 8” across) lodged against his mistress’s warm, dripping, gaping cunt. He relished the feel of this lovely soft, warm, juicy flesh against his huge cockhead; he dropped his forehooves neatly into the cupped brackets beside little Gina’s head, braced himself,.