When we were at John's Carol would borrow a T shirt to wear so that her work clothes wouldn't get wrinkled. She wore it like a mini dress and she wou...ld sit on his couch in a lotus position, knees far apart. John had a stuffed dachshund on his couch and Carol took to moving it back and forth suggestively between her legs. At our apartment Carol would wear skimpy nightgowns or extremely tight tops and shorts. Carol and I had a hot sexual relationship. We both would talk dirty while fucking. . Now I happened to meet her every Saturday and Sunday for 2-3 weeks regularly. Nancy invited me to her house just to pass time and said she is normally alone the whole day.On one rainy day I made some courage to enter her house in the evening when nobody was there in the street. It was approx 6.00 P.M. time. When I entered her room Nancy was lying on the bed in rest position wearing a tight pink top and black skirt. Her hard erect tits were clearly visible from her top along with the full shape. And you’re the most wonderful gift a woman can have.”“And you think my happy ending will be to have a beautiful daughter? What kind of twisted, sex-craved creature is going to burst out of my womb, Mother. And how many brothers will it have? A hundred? A thousand? When or if you come visit, please forgive your grotesque demon grandchildren for raping your serving girls and eating your horses alive.”“You’re exaggerating, Aranel.”“Let’s see if you still feel that way after the ceremony, after. Again within seconds Kate was orgasming again, never really coming down from the first. "OH SHIT OH ROURKE YES JUST LIKE THAT!" She wailed as she came in her third orgasm in as many minutes. Panting and exhausted from the machine gun orgasms Kate sank to the floor, her face buried in the carpet as Rourke pounded away at her upturned cunt. Then Kate noticed something that wasn't there before, a ball of some kind was smashing against the inside of her entrance. At first it was small.