Brigitte felt the verile batch of spunk fill her up while the man delivering his DNA stamped his foot and spasmodically thrust another couple of times... to make sure not a drop missed its mark.“Fuck, that’s it..” groaned the man as his cum-spasms slowed to a halt. “Hey, make sure I’m not the only one that cums in this hussy so when she gets pregnant I’m not on the hook.” A chorus of acknowledging grunts rippled through however many dozens of men Brigitte had in the waiting line for their turn. So, I figure we can spend tonight together, go out to eat or something." He leaves the kitchen and Vincent waits until he's sure he's gone before starting his interrogation. "Alright, now someone's going to tell me what she doesn't want Jarod to know." he announces, making Margaret and Emily look at each other. "Well, she just said we couldn't tell Jarod. She didn't say anything about anyone else." Emily comments looking at her mother shrugging. "She's been sick for over a week." Margaret says. Not knowing how to please a woman could lead to awkward situations or worse... a mean girl could shame him and berate him and that could ruin him for sex forever. I'm doing a good thing... I'm doing this for Mark and his future happiness.Besides, having a young man look at me the way Mark is with raw desire and lust feels amazing. Something I hav'nt felt in a long time."I assume you've seen or watched porn?" Yes." And you know it doesn't usually happen the way it does in those movies." Yes.". In those moments, he imagined what it would be like to be with her, what her boobs and her ass would feel like in his hands or pressed against him. But he also watched closely to pick up signs that she was in on this, that she knew that he was going home and stroking his daddy cock to her.It had started small at first. In the fall, he had noticed her glance at the camera every once and a while – more than anyone else did. Then, she had started to run her fingers up her thighs while looking at.