We did occasionally entertain the fantasy of turning our ménage à trois into a ménage à quatre with all the extra possibilities that offered, but ...nothing came of it until a year later when Hilary met her present partner. Doug is a few years older than her, a widower whose wife had died of breast cancer. Strangely it was not through the dating site that they came together, but a support group for people who had lost a loved one to cancer. They had actually met occasionally at meetings, but. Again, they lay just below the crest of a low hill with their sensors extended over the top. “No enemy showing in that mess, but sensors show that we can wade most of the way across, even in the deepest places. Most of it is just mud, plant life and...”“Animal life,” Ann offered.“Yeah. And there’s plenty of that for sure. My scanner is practically lit up with little red blips, not to mention how many larger blips that are showing.”“We’re bound to meet some of those spider things,” Ann worried.. I hope I’m not putting you off.” Shit, I overdressed!“Please, call me Paolo. In my own home, titles have different meanings.” He gave her a wry smile.What does he mean by that? “Of course, Prof- Paolo… Mmmmm something smells delicious.”“Have you eaten, Ms. Evans?” I know you smell scrumptious, Love Spell?“Please call me Violet,” getting familiar with him are we? “What is that?”“Nothing too over the top, just a tofu stir fry” Maybe I should’ve gone with chicken?“Tofu stir fry? That sounds. Now balls deep after feeding her cunt my cum, I withdrew and some bubbled out of her before it drooped into a string. Gina still in position, opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out catching the bubbling, stringing creampie. After squeezing out a generous amount, she stood back up straight, swallowed, and pulled her skirt down.“Gonna hit the bathroom and get the rest of this shit out. Can’t have this running down my leg when I’m out there doing my thing – Know what I mean?” she said pecking.