The music was of secondary importance to us now.I stood on the coolbox again, but this time their hands weren’t only up my top. We were seriously ma...king out. Whoever was closest to my mouth kissed it, but they didn’t limit themselves to my mouth. I love having my ears kissed and breathed in, my neck teased, and I was getting a lot of that. Sometimes their hot mouths would settle on my cotton-covered breasts, with hot, wet sucks, and I’d be left yearning for more as the material on my nipples. Now Grant held up a hand, and his fingers gently beckoned, “Would you come over here, please, and give me the pleasure of completing the job?”Moving slowly towards where he sat, Sienna was beginning to worry about how she would deal with this. Her hour with Guy had been a wild event in which their haste had been based on a mutual need. Here, with Grant, there was the essence of a slower, more deliberate, action.Standing at his chair, Sienna was once again aware of his eyes on her breasts, a. They waited a week, to see if perhaps he was having a start-up problem. Then they waited until he’d inseminated the second woman in an hour, relaxed and happy.“A shot to keep you healthy,” said their doctor Colleen.“Ow,” murmured Alan as the needle jabbed. But within minutes he was out. His beard had been growing -- no shaving supplies here yet. They did a rough trim before packing him up. They followed the procedure and put him back in the freezer.Bob was 5’8”, with brown hair and brown eyes.. I did not confirm she knew me one way or another. She smiled either way as she continued lightly stroking my cock, which was becoming stiffer and more erect. She noticed that too. “Are you getting harder?” she said, wearing only a smile that someone who knew her would enjoy. “It feels like it. Ohhhh, I wish I could see it.” “Maybe you will some day” I told her and then I rubbed her arm. I put my hand on hers. I made sure she didn’t stop stroking my cock. She seemed to like that. We stroked it.