If my wife decides to fuck you, she will, and with my full concurrence and acceptance. I don't own her; I just love her. The reason I told you not to ...harbor expectations about Nora is because she told me that she wouldn't fuck you until after my mother gave you a ride. Mom's older, not as dazzling as Nora and Darla, but I'm here to tell you, Flint, Carol Stanley Patterson has to be one of the world's greatest lovers. If my mother decides to take you into her bed, feel fortunate, because you. And ... and this is just my ghost coming to haunt your ass.”“Don’t beat yourself up. You did pretty good.”“Thanks.” I said before sucking down a liter of water from the fountain. I knew I had sweat pouring from every pore and probably looked like someone had pushed me into a pool. Big sis on the other hand, had a sweat stain that followed the crevice of her breasts beneath the tight shirt she had on over her gray sports bra, but not a hair out of place beneath her headband and she was barely. "Pleasure." Call me Gene."Sagal nodded."So what have you heard?" Holly whispered."Little. There's a No Limits cell north of the city, but they've been quiet for a while. Israel has gone dark. That worries me, Holly. Other than that ... not much else." She checked her watch. "I've got an hour to kill. Any news on your end?"Holly gave her a brief synopsis of the situation at Oasis, including the assault on Jesus and her missing sister. "Wish we knew what was going on there. We're missing. Deeper it crawled, alongside the other dick already pounding deep into her insides. Deeper and deeper, threatening to stretch her internal organs. When sixteen inches of its size was inside Barocca's body, the Jordan-clone began fuck pumping her too. When she tired of fucking Barocca, the other clones took turns filling her pussy for a double-penetration. Another time, they dragged Barocca's butt so that it was on the edge of the bed. From here, two of the Jordan-clones would assault her.