"I think so," Jo said. "We'd tried to adopt, but the great State of Illinois won't let us." She scowled and made a throwing-away gesture. "Lisa's a st...udent, and my schedule keeps me away from home too much. That doesn't 'create the proper child-rearing environment.' At least that's what they said." I think they didn't want us to adopt because we're lesbians," Lisa said. "They can't come right out and say that, but you can sort of pick it up between the lines."Krissi glanced at Devlin. "So who's. He found the large room empty and began to root around in the Sub-Zero refrigerator when Phoebe came in from the pantry.John watched the cook approach with interest. The buxom brunette did not appear to be wearing much more than an apron and high heels, and she had a pronounced wiggle and jiggle to her walk. This was just fine with John, since he appreciated a woman who wiggled and jiggled, like his wife. Phoebe looked at him curiously and he explained his presence. “Hi. I was just going to. My mother always said, "It's just as easy to fall in love with a rich man as it is to fall in love with a poor dumb son-of-a-bitch." And she was right because I gave up my cherry to my 28 year old husband John on our honeymoon the day I turned 18. Funny thing is mom never mentioned how much kinkier rich men were than poor ones as John was more a watcher than a fucker it turned out. Hell, just the idea of me doing it with other cocks made him hard as a rock, and he was kind enough to explain it. He bent down to her ear, letting her whisper softly to him. "Please, make it tonight."It was her first, and although it wasn't his first, he was far from expert. So afraid of hurting her, he was tentative, reserved, gentle. He entered her slowly, pressing against her tight opening. He could feel the resistance of her virginal opening, and he stopped to let her muscles adjust to the new sensation of being filled. His cock throbbed inside her--impatient despite his best intentions. He held.