But...” “No buts... have some faith that it has finally created... and it’s creating better than we had ever imagined. Our fantasies never included another woman and yet here we are. Kim, BEAUTIFUL Kim, is yours now. It’s not just me and gorgeous Mike. There’s a nice balance to all this. Mike may be just a bit more handsome and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one lucky guy! She indian had her dreams for nine months. We had our fantasies for a few years. What’s the big difference between an intense dream or intense fantasy? Could you even imagine a better couple to do this with? Start thinking about ‘what if it works?’ What if the four of us become lifelong partners facing all of life’s challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our love to each other year after year... until ‘death do us part?’ Can you imagine how much more interesting life will be with them and our mutual kids at our sides? That’s how I’m viewing this. We’ve played around with so many fantasies and so many people. Aren’t you kinda done with that? I am. I’m ready for this! I’m ready for love. I’m ready for a new baby!” —————- We rode the rest of the way home without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a whole bunch in Jim but there was also so amateur much inside me to think about. Like... Why I “love being in love” so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some problems... but despite that I resolved I didn’t want to live my life any other way. There was no possession, no house, no car, no vacation, no adventure, no accolade or sense of position or power that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating feeling of falling in love with someone new and enjoying their company. Our lifestyle has allowed me to do that many times and from that point of view, I may be the luckiest woman in the world! Trusting someone, even someone you love, is an entirely different matter. Trust is not something I fall into. For me... it has to be earned. And I’m thinking this whole thing with Mike and Kim is going to take some time for trust to emerge. Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such strong emotions for Mike and almost as much for his incredibly lovely wife and this teen new born baby, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a family no less! All I know is these feelings are much deeper than usual. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a vibration in sync with something on a much grander scale than I can imagine. Same is true for the sexual side with Mike. Well at least I'm not boobie-girl!" Willowbud was staring impassively at Astrid, but I thought I saw the slightest glisten in her black eyes. I patted the mattress, tilting my head encouraging her to join us. Titty fuck. Had she done so, then she would never have ditched me aside, the way she did. I breathed a sigh of relief. Well, I had no choice, so I grabbed her penis, which was quite large and started to stroke it, figuring this would be okay for her. It was nothing like Aiden had ever felt before, and he indian wondered if it was because of the finger in his butt, or if it was because of the beautiful woman who had amateur helped him to orgasm. They seemed to want to simply devour her belly flesh. "That's perfect," Presley said laughing "now go get me something to clean up. (i did want to see his cock but didnt want to seem too eager) “Yeah, it’s nice, but it’s so short.” Misty then relaxed her pull, and Roo leaned forward, only to be tugged back again. I helped her out of the car, she reeked of cum and booze. I opened the door and let her in. She walked in and stood by the two beds. Now Matt was truly captivated! Both regularly denigrated it as a "primitive" place and considered themselves well rid of it. Rather than help, I was banished to the family room. Under the invisibility cloak he started to transform. "Oh, fuck yes," I whined, kicking the bed with my heels numerous times. The last time I saw her, we had been just like this, but with a pane of glass between us. Linda squatted. To his friends, she was a sex symbol, a masturbatory fantasy that we called Mrs. Palmer, or sometimes Rachel, but to Mike she was just Mom, although honestly if he’d checked her out too, none of us would’ve judged him for it. Can you help me out tomorrow?” I was scared now but in a good way. Then his phone went off again, breaking his focus. Finally, the worm ruptured, it's guts spraying across Felicia's face. Oddly, a thought about house safety comes to my mind. I wasn’t sure how to answer her, to me it was manly and massive but I had never compared my cock with anybody else or measured it. “Yes Ma’am. “We didn’t have a dinner date and Carol didn’t spoil a thing,” I pleaded and added, “Please don’t spoil this for me.” This stuff is to keep your hair clean, but don’t use it every teen day or it will dry your hair out.” And I’ll gladly compensate you for any damages incurred.”