What do you do?" I give him a blow job?" Bridgette guessed diffidently."You do. It's your job. It might not be politically correct, but it is well wit...hin your capabilities. It is my job to decide whether it is a good idea or not given the circumstances - for instance, in a private dining room, I might direct you to do such a thing, but not out in the open restaurant. One check on me is the 'Does this make sense?' question. If I have you do something that ruins you for other purposes I've shot. It was pretty dark outside, but from his position behind me, Jack could easily see my exposed thong and my flopping boobs. I was a little surprised when I felt Jack’s hands on my hips, as I finished stowing Wayne in the back seat. Jack began rubbing his crotch against my exposed ass cheeks, pulling me against him so that I could feel the sizeable lump in his jeans….essentially dry-humping me from behind as his impressive cock grew and stiffened.“What the fuck are you doing, Jack?” I exclaimed. ” She looked over at Cathleen, who still had Hannah’s nose buried in her neatly shaped pubic hair. “I hope I left some for you, but it sure doesn’t seem likely.”Michael petted Danni and kissed her forehead. He explained, “So, there you saw several purposes accomplished with one act. Danni was made pregnant. Danni and I strengthened our bond. We both experienced extreme pleasure. Our family bond was strengthened when all experience pleasure from witnessing the act and the bonding.”He kissed her. Though she hadn't been prom queen she had been a close friend with the girl who had been. She had naturally been in all of the college prep classes, as had I. I, however, had not been one of the elite. I'd been painfully shy back in high school, not even going on an official date until after graduation. I'd watched her and her friends, the cream of high school society, drift through those four years and had been jealous of them. I'd gotten over it of course, as I had my shyness, and gone on.