The fuck sandwich was pretty awesome and the three of us were making all sorts of sexy noises as we climaxed together. I could feel Jack's hot knob en...gorged and be pulsating inside my arsehole and I milked the fucker dry.My own randy prick was shooting ball batter up my wife's twat at a speed of knots and she was fucking swooning with her own orgasm.I lay after with Julie lapping my cum soaked cock clean and with me sucking on Jack's lovely spunk drained prick.It was thirty minutes or so later. ”“We’ll talk at work. You work every day, right?”“Yes. How about another kiss?”I smiled and pulled her closer again and we exchanged another soft French kiss.“Good night,” I said when we broke the kiss a minute later.“Good night,” she sighed.I waited until she went inside, then walked back to my car for the drive home. What I’d said to Janey was true — I was tempted. What I needed to sort out in my mind was how I actually felt about her. Despite her ‘sex is just sex’ attitude, my own feelings. "McCock brought them up to scratch. They looked at the scrolling display as the specifications of the original design flashed and then changed to suit the changed shape."There's a light freighter power plant available which can be tweaked that might fit," suggested Polack as he reached across McCock to make an entry. The drawings and details of the plant flashed up, "see if it fits."McCock went back to the original screen and dragged the news information across. The computer digested the news. I just found out the day before yesterday."William hugged and kissed her, again. "Speaking of that, has anybody been monitoring a radio this morning?" None had. "There's a storm brewing over southwest o' us. Weatherman says its a lollapaloozer! Hail, winds over 70, torrential rain, and possible tornadoes. They're tellin' everyone ta take cover, and button down the hatches. It's, right now, about 60 or 70 miles southwest of us, and movin' at 25 ta 30 miles an hour. They say we've got an hour or.