By mid-afternoon Betty had finished most of her housework and she settled in a chaise-lounge on the patio and opened up the novel she had been reading... to where she had left off the night before. She took in the words with her eyes, but they made no sense. She tried reading more slowly, but her mind kept flitting off to the phone conversation and the party Saturday night. No, she must be wrong; it was ridiculous to assume that Bob and Shirley were in on any such plan together! Hadn't she been. .... "Uh, yeah," was all my mind could come up with."That's fucking hot!!" And then her mouth and tongue were sucking what cum was left out of my ass. Never had I ever had a rimjob that was nearly as amazing. I finally moved my mouth back to her gift and tongued her for all I was worth. Her hips raised and she shook like she was having a seizure. I nearly shot my load as she finally left my ass and sucked my cock again, replacing her tongue with at least two fingers. She pulled me out of. She’d hoped the act would bond them and get her mind off David. Instead, while William offered polite appreciation to his wife, Linda’s mind went to the sperm in her womb. She just knew David’s little swimmers were in there, searching for an egg. The thought was more than troubling. She excused herself and went to bed.The next morning, Patrick caught up with David in the school hallway before first period. “I found out some stuff at the library.” Patrick looked up at his friend and adjusted his. The feel of his fingers gripping her elbows startle her, “How did he get over here and not make a sound?” she wondered, not realizing the fog of lust and fear she was consumed with had all but dulled her awareness of her surroundings. His fingertips, pressing into the small of her back, sliding upwards ever so softly. The shaking ... her eyelids fluttering from his touch, the dampness between her legs, the trickle of fluid running down the inside of her thighs. “I have no control!” her mind.