She called around to four or five party planners to find someone who can help her with the party, but she couldn't find anyone. Sandra was running out... of time when her brother Robert told her to call a company called Night Club Party; it was a shady company that was run by a former hood. Sandra's brother Robert work for the company as a stripper when he needed money to support his coke habit.Sandra called the company as soon as she got the phone number. She was so relieved when they agreed to. I scooted way down and walked my feet up the wall until my pussy was directly under the faucet. Then I turned on the water and let the stream flow straight into me.It took a surprizingly long time before the water filled my pussy and overflowed into the tub, bringing with it still more cum. I wasn't real sure if this was helping or hurting my chances of catching pregnant. I could just have easily been driving those Black-babymakers further inside me, but it was the only thing I could think of. "Yeah, I know but there is this one guy from back in high school who was really nice and he offered too." I'm sure he did I told her. "No It's not like that, he knows I'm married and that I'm married to you. Mind you, yeah if I were to give him half the chance I'm sure he'd jump all over it. He actually would help though. We never hooked up in high school because of well, just bad timing. To be honest he's invited me for coffee a couple times now but each time I've given him an excuse." Yeah. I opened my eyes when she started talking. "Good, now focus all that energy onto your right palm. Recall the time when you charged at me and the energy turned into frigid air. Recall how it felt, how you reached that state. Do it now."I tried to recall that second day. That morning when she asked me to attack her with all I got. That time when I was blinded by madness that the energy turned into ice and my body charged forward like a woman possessed. I slowly focused the energy onto my palm and.