He will know where I am. And a huge, thank you for helping Carmaletta, Bob I owe you very big for that. Goodbye for now, Bob and good luck to you this... winter.”‘Snart, you don’t have to thank me for Carmaletta, I am just glad I could do something about it. So long for now Snart, call us sometime.’ That ended, I went to shower and bed.Since last night was pretty much for Melody only, with some assistance by Barbara and Marlit, my other wives wanted a little of me tonight. All seven of them. Just then it occurred to me that we had the whole day and the house all to ourselves, why would I go to the bathroom to jerk off. So I told her that I would be on my bed jerking off and I would leave the door open so she could watch. She said she would rather read a book and off she went to the living room. I knew that she would be able to hear me from there so I stripped out of all my clothes and started to jerk off as loudly as I could, hoping she would hear and come to see why it was so. “What the hell!”“Yeah, my period is two weeks late and the pee stick says I am. I just wonder what color the baby will be.”That last statement referred to her screwing a Nigerian boy three times a week when she tutored him. He was a gentleman and she was curious, so she made him an offer he didn’t refuse. There was no giant black cock in his pants but she thought the color contrast was neat.She, however, refused my offer of marriage. “I promised myself I wouldn’t get married until I finished. I was always aware of her tits; now I knew what they felt like, pressed into my chest. My fantasies soared.Once when she was wearing tight shorts, she bent over in front of me to pick up the paper. This pulled the shorts tight across her ass, outlining the panties underneath and pulling the crotch of the shorts tightly into her. The white, half-moons of her buttocks were calling out, "Look at me!" I was staring, trying to make out if I could see her pussy lips, when she looked back at me from.