0 comments/ 43850 views/ 6 favorites Free At Last Ch. 05 By: wizardwriter Part 5: The Arrangement It's Monday morning and I call Jimmy Bates, he's a realtor, married, has a son, a daughter and one on the way. So, I didn't have to ask about a fertility problem, or make up a phony excuse to see him. I just set-up a business lunch date, then jot down the three addresses, and information mom knew about the properties. I meet Jimmy and he looks almost exactly like he did when I saw him last, four years ago. When we were little kids he was the biggest for his age, but he stopped growing three or four years before the rest of us did, and I thought he would always get another spurt, but he didn't. He hugs me and holds my chair out for me. Ask if he has pictures of his family, and he happily shows them to me. Jimmy is five-seven, lean, decent looking, like me heavily freckled with hazel eyes, but he has red hair. His wife is a brunette, which might be dyed, and his babies have red hair, but their mother's darker complexion. Kids are cute and I try to picture mine with him being the father. I could see the resemblance they had of their father, and those of their mother, trying to adjust my features to the pictures in my mind. After a bit of small talk he asks, "What can I do for you?" Tell him I'm moving, wish to sell the properties and if his company wants to handle the listings. He laughs correcting me, "I'm a little monkey in the company zoo, it's my's business, but I'd be more than happy to list them. Where are you moving to?" He grins, looking at my ring finger. "Are you getting married, or something, soon?" I hem and haw, getting him to apologize and get all red-faced. Feel so bad I tell him my rough plans, and he listens intently. He waits for our waiter to give us our meal then leans closer. "Wasn't trying to pry, Jamie I swear, just the way everything is set-up I can punch in what you're looking for in the computer and get you some listings." Tell him what we're doing, and what we're after. He holds up a finger. "I'm not trying to be rude, but the more I know the better I can help you. When you say partner, it isn't business wise?" "It is, but I'm gay too." He grins and nods. "Makes me feel a little better." I wrinkle my nose, and he laughs. "We were young, but I had such a serious crush on you, and I knew you liked me, but never quite the way I wanted." He holds up his hands. "Not that there is anything wrong with your preferences, it's just... Well, this is funny in a way, see I bought every pick-up book I could find and read them faithfully, but nothing worked. Took me two years to ask anyone else out after I gave up on you." He laughs, then waves his hand back and forth. "Sorry, it certainly isn't funny to you, and you probably had a rough time trying to figure it all out. It's good to see you, and I'll help you with anything I can." "Now that you mention it, Jimmy," I smile, "Jan, my partner, and I have another minor little problem. We'd like to have babies," his eyes get big, and his beer goes down the wrong way, "and we could use a donor." "Ah, Jamie," he wipes off his chin, "we're talking sperm here, right?" "Yes, but that would be where it ends. No support or anything, if you wish to stay in contact that would be fine. If you want no contact, that's fine too." "Wow, ah, wow." We sit there a bit, not saying anything. "Is that a good wow, Jimmy, or a bad wow?" I motion to our waiter for two more beers. "It'll be all up front, and we could talk to your wife–" "No, can't do that," Jimmy nearly shouts, then calms down. "Sorry, she just knows about you being my best friend, and thinks there was more. Plus I have mys to worry about, they think everyone is out to get them. They'd have a shit fit over other potential heirs to the family business. Ah, for now it was just a wow, a big wow." "Understand, not a problem, and don't worry, listings are still yours. Now, lets enjoy this fine meal, and let you think about it some. So how is the real estate business doing? You think we should hold off selling?" "Whew, loaded question Jamie," Jimmy shrugs, "we have decent areas around town, at this time more bad, but there are some good, and it depends on the property. Naturally, for me to make a commission I'd have to tell you to sell, so I'm more than a tad biased." He sips at his beer. "Still, I don't see any real sharp upswing appearing in the next five years. Your grandpa's property, folks around there have been quartering those lots, and doing pretty good. I know a few contractors who might be interested." "Great, at least I get a little good news." Poor Jimmy is so shook up he can't eat, but he doesn't have a problem with the beer. I order him another. He looks at me and sighs. "You know you were my dream girl?" Before I can reply he adds, "Alright, I'll do it. So, what do we do, have clinical sex?" "Actually, we were just going to inject the sperm with a baste–" "Doesn't work," he shakes his head, "one of those urban myths. If you want to try, fine by me, but I don't want to be jacking off for–" Jimmy put a finger to his lips. "Sorry, that was crude. You can have it done at a clinic, I could donate there and–" "No, that's not an option. There has to be another way." Chuckling he raises his beer. "There's the old-fashioned way, it works pretty good." Sipping on my beer I weigh my options, no matter who we choose this is going to be a problem. "So, for the sake of argument, you would be alright with it? I mean, the old-fashion way." "Jamie, I told you, you're my dream girl. Yes, I'd be okay with it, and would keep it as professional as possible." He snorts. "Course, I don't know the exact etiquette, do you try to achieve an orgasm, or just contraception." I wrinkle my nose. "My thinking would be, try to make it pleasurable, so you would be in a more conducive state. Light kissing, breasts are in, heavy kissing, bottom and clit are out." Jimmy nods, and I hold up two fingers. "Other problems, one I don't shave, two my partner wants to be there at conception, means a lot to her." "Wow, ah, wow." He scratches his head, and closes one eye. "So, are we talking you don't do the new Brazilian cut some girls do?" "No, I'm talking I don't own a razor." I giggle. "I'm not bigfoot, but if you're curious take a peek under the table." He drops his fork, then looks under the table. "Can I feel?" "Yes." "Well, that's not bad, light color and soft. I don't see–" "Jimmy, can we please carry on the conversation above the table?" "Oh, sorry, Jamie." He snickers, and I think he's got a buzz on. "Kinda saying that in bunches, this just threw me a bit. So, is your partner... ah, well, going to be trouble? I mean–" "Jan is quite nice, just everyday people, I'm the dyke." "Oh, you are? Really!" Jimmy turns a bit red. "Well, ah, I guess..." "Not to worry I'm not a bull dyke, but in my circles I would be the dyke." "You look great, Jamie." He snickers. "Not that I could tell you what a bull dyke, or regular dyke looks like. How are we doing on time, concerning the event?" "Last period started two weeks ago, I'm fairly regular, so–" He winces, and I realize this is more information than he needs or wants. "Well, I'm going to get an ovulating monitor after we're through with our lunch date. How did you and your wife go about it?" "One more sorry." Jimmy puckers up his face. "First was an accident, other two were planned. However, all I know is, I get a call on my cell and the wife tells me she's in season, I haul ass home. After making my deposit I hold my wife's legs up to let it percolate or something. Sorry, but like most males I'm just the sperm donor. How about where this happens?" I laugh, and pat his hand. "So, this is like two guys trying to make a baby." Jimmy makes a sour face at that notion, and I shrug. "Anyway, I think it's the week before your period is the more fertile time, or week after. I'll get it all figured out, then give you a call, and I'm living back at home, so I was thinking there. Assuming you are still interested, and Jan isn't a problem?" "Definitely, I think I can handle the deed. As for Jan, I'm not sure how I'll react with an audience, but will give it a try." He gives me his cell phone number, and we say good-by. I go to take care of my other chores wondering if this is a stupid thing to do. Chances are I would've passed on the whole thing, except for Jimmy calling me his dream girl. I knew how that felt, although he was going to be disappointed with this encounter. Get home and give Jan the good news and bad, while she is in the swing. She takes it all well, but she's in the swing, running her feet up my sides. I'm massaging her feet. "So, another thing to work on, let's shorten your name to Jan, Janice stands out." "Alright, baby girl, Jan it is. You look a bit frazzled, maybe we should switch places." "No mom–" "That's Jan," she corrects me. "You're doing great, baby girl." She pins me between her feet and drags me close enough to get her hands on me and pulls me into her. "You really need to take your mind off of this, swap with me." I massage her titties and stomach. "So, you okay with all this?" "Well, I'm a tad jealous, he gets to give you full penetration, which I haven't yet enjoyed." She kisses me. "But I would like to, other than that, yes I'm fine. You decide baby girl, I'm your wife, and will stand beside you no matter what." "I love you, my sexy girl." I kiss her. "About the other thing, okay, but I'll need to buy a small dildo, I've little experience being on the other side of strap-ons." I rub the crotch of her panties. "Sweetie, how about I get your wet panties off and eat you?" "Thought I was supposed to be calming you down." "Yes you are." I've got my hand under her panties. "You know nothing calms me down better than your pussy." I kiss her. "Throw in your rabbit, if I can find it." "Right up on the dresser, next to the clit gel. I'll need a towel and washcloth, please." "How did that toy washer do?" "Seems to clean them up nicely." I give her belly a kiss, then each nipple and finally her lips. "I'll be right back beautiful, I love you, cutie." "Um-m, baby girl I love you, and not just because you spoil me rotten." With help from her toys I give her two nice orgasms, then we need to see about this ovulation thing. Mom found an ovulation calendar on the Internet, and plugs in the dates while I take the pee test. She hollers, "Ah, baby girl, according to this you're prime chance is tonight and tomorrow, after that you have to wait til your next period." "Great, stick says I'm ovulating too." I sigh. "Jimmy was on call for his wife, so he is used to this, but I don't know if he'll come." She socks me. "Oops, missed one, 'if he'll come.' What? It's punny." I roll my eyes, then mom rubs my back. "Sorry. A little nervous, honey?" "Oh yeah, a whole lot." I take a deep breath. "Better now, then dwelling on it for two weeks, or however long. I'll call Jimmy, and hope for the best." He answers and agrees to come over at seven, assuring me it's no trouble. I'm a nervous wreck, can't eat dinner, and mom massages my shoulders. "Let's go shower up and get ready, baby girl." Sleepwalk through my shower and mom getting me dressed, then sit on the couch watching the clock. Mom gives me a glass of a wine, and massages my arms and legs. "It's alright baby girl, if you can't do this. We could–" "I can do it, just sinking in is all." I take a drink, and chuckling nervously smile. "It sounded so easy, and it has to be done. No big deal, it's just a little sex, right?" Mom pats my leg. "Yes, just a little sex. He can't possibly be bigger than your toys." Hanging my head I sigh. "But, I've never had sex with a man." "Never?" "Not full sex." I shrug. "I couldn't ever get past the bad kissing and pawing." Dab at my forehead, thinking I'm sweating like a pig. "I can just close my eyes, and pretend it's you." "Sure baby girl." She kisses me, and gently strokes my cheek. "Honey, he was a good friend, and sounds like he still is, I'm sure he will be gentle. We can talk to him about–" "Oh mom, I don't know if–" A knock on the door interrupts me. I jump up, go to the door, wipe my sweaty palms on my pants, then open the door. "Jimmy come in, this is my wife, Jan." "Nice to meet you." Jimmy hands me a bouquet of daisies. "Jamie, thought you might be a bit nervous." He hands Jan a bouquet. "Had no idea what you might like Jan, but daisies used to be Jamie's favorite." "Still are," I pipe up, "thanks." "Yes, thank you, they're very nice." Mom smells the flowers. "Would you care for a drink Jimmy? You look a tad nervous." "With good reason," he grins, "I'm totally nervous. Beer or wine will be fine, just one to calm me down a bit. Was going to have one or two before coming here, but figured I wouldn't be able to stop, and don't need to be drunk." I giggle. "God Jimmy, I'm glad I'm not the only one." Mom brings us in drinks and Jimmy smiles. "Thank you, Jan. Do either of you know where Guadalupe, California is?" Jan giggles. "Guadalupe, isn't that somewhere in Mexico?" "That is one, but this one is in California, Santa Barbara County, in the northwestern corner to be exact." Jimmy laughs, pulls an envelop out of his jacket pocket and hands me it. "A tourist spot, which happens to have an old warehouse for sale. Eighty feet by one-twenty, two thirds has a second floor, and roof is for parking." Scratching behind her ear Jan wrinkles her nose. "Sounds small, I mean the city." "A tad over five thousand people, an agricultural town, majority Hispanic." Jimmy shrugs. "But Santa Maria, with over fifty thousand people is ten miles away. Coast highway runs through the town, it is south of a river, and Pacific Ocean is west." I smile. "Sounds inexpensive." "Wouldn't call it cheap," Jimmy raises a finger, "but at three hundred thousand, asking price is not bad. Might get it for two hundred thousand. Almost ten thousand square feet downstairs, over six upstairs, lets you have studio, office and housing upstairs, gallery downstairs." Mom looks over at me and nods, as I'm tapping my lower lip. "Does sound interesting, what would be our next step?" "Well, could go take a look at it," Jimmy gives us a wink, "but smarter thing would be get a rough idea of what you want to do with it and work up some costs. As you can see from the pictures, it's pretty wide open, and everything will have to be built. Costs will be determined by what you're after, but you can figure two or three hundred thousand, easy." "Looks like an old agricultural building." I hold up one of the pictures. "So, we keep it the same for the gallery, very rustic. No fancy lighting or flooring." Jimmy hunches his shoulders. "Definite money saver." Jan nods. "I like it, and we don't need much fancy in our house, office will be fine rustic, might cut those building costs to around two hundred thousand." I chuckle. "Except probably want a roomy tub and shower, at least for the master suite." "Um-m, yeah." Jan has a dreamy look in her eyes. "Exercise room, sauna and hot tub sound nice. Don't see any yard, so maybe a patio up on the roof, like the big city. I guess we are back up near the three hundred thousand price range." "Alright, now we work it over." Jimmy clasps his hands together. "So, we're looking at six, throw in all the permits, engineering, architectural drawings and little things that crop up, say another two hundred thousand. Don't forget furnishings, and we're somewhere in the seven to nine hundred thousand dollar range. This type of project banks will most likely want half paid in cash. On the other hand, once complete, building should be worth well over a million dollars. We still talking this being doable?" "Yes, financially stretches us some." Jan nods, "But, it's doable." "Alright," Jimmy smiles, "let me talk to the seller. If you can sketch out what you might want on those plans, we can get some figures. Next up, would be to take a trip out there to see if you're interested in living in Guadalupe." "Any other good news?" I sigh. "Or do we talk about the other?" "This wasn't the only piece of property, but the best buy." He shakes his head. "Others for that kind of money, lucky to get half the square footage. And the one's with the footage cost three times as much. Still, have plenty of time to find something, and appraiser is going to look at your properties in the morning. So, I guess we're back to talking about the other." I snicker. "Yes, it all leads back to that. Guess there is no way to do this modestly." Jimmy chuckles. "If you want we can just do it through open zippers, just hope I don't get it caught, zipper rash is a bitch." "Thanks, really needed a laugh." Rolling my eyes I take a deep breath. "But, only makes sense to be naked, and we're under a sheet–" "Actually, dear," mom cuts in, "better and easier for you if you use the ramp and wedge. Unless you want to spend fifteen minutes with your legs over your shoulder." Raising an eyebrow Jimmy puckers up his mouth. "Even though I wouldn't mind seeing you in the position it gets to be a little weird after a minute or so." "You're so naughty and bad." I smack him on the arm. "No way could I do that and look you in the eye again. I mean, all that would come into my head, would be me splayed open." "Won't happen," Jimmy smiles, "if you must get in that position, or any other, I'll put a towel over you. It's not how I wish to remember you like." "Thank you," I pat his hand, "it means a lot to me." "It's her first time," mom chimes in, and I flash her a look, which she ignores. "This is her major problem, and has stressed her out, worrying." Making a tsking sound I roll my eyes. "I'm not a virgin, not even close." Mom gives me one of her looks and I hang my head. "But, I've never been with a man." "Oh wow." Jimmy takes a drink, and I think he's trembling a bit. "By the way, it's a good wow, a very good wow. Naturally, it's going to be a bit more pressure, now that I have to represent the entire male population." We all laugh, and he tugs at his ear. "How about we start with the two of us giving you a nice body massage?" "Good idea." Jan stands, and holds her hands out to us. "Come on you kids, it's not going to be that tough, if we don't make it so." The two of us take her hands, and she herds us to the bedroom. Jan is all business like. "So, Jimmy, when was your last sexual encounter? And was it one or two ejaculations?" He squawks, "What?" Jan smiles. "Not prying, and don't need specifics, but we need to know how successful this might be with just one coupling." Sounded pretty specific to me. Jimmy sighs. "Last night, just one." "Okay." Jan holds the door open for us. "You two strip, we're going to need at least two, maybe three–" "Ejaculations?" Jimmy yelps out, "I might be able to work up two, but no way–" "Not to worry," Jan cuts in, "I'll help you out, if need be. But you give us two big squirts we won't even need a third." I don't know about Jimmy, but this isn't going the way I thought it might. As slow as he is peeling off his clothes I have a pretty good idea how he feels. I stand there in my undies and shirt, then Jan gives me a swat. "Come on baby girl, get them off and lay on the bed, on your tummy, if you want." She rubs my back. "Will you be less nervous if I strip too?" Nod, then I do as told, and my legs are squeezed so tight together nothing short of sub-atomic particles are getting in. My eyes are shut nearly as tight, then I feel the bed move as the others crawl to me. Hands on my shoulders are rougher than on my butt, so I deduce they are Jimmy's. I barely open an eye, hoping to get a peek at what I have to deal with, but all I can see is his thigh. Free At Last Ch. 05 Jan is doing a great job getting my legs open, her tongue doing wonderful things to my bottom. I rub her bottom and she is wearing her panties. "Honey, take them off, I might want to eat you." "Ah, just relax, baby girl." Jan kisses my bottom. "We don't need to scare Jimmy." "Hey, I don't mind." Jimmy snickers. "Really, might get rid of my nervousness." "Well, ah..." Jan moves away from me, and I open my eyes. She nervously giggles. "Well, I'm on my period. Scared now?" "Wow." Looking at Jan's butt Jimmy wrinkles his nose. "And you still do it?" "Um-m, constantly," mom wiggles her butt, "it's great, so intense and you climax like the Fourth of July fireworks finale. I love it." Poor Jimmy is fidgeting, no doubt having enough of this. I rub Jan's bottom. "I want my girl's panties off, but leave your tampon in, should make all three of us happy." Jimmy doesn't say anything and mom takes off her panties, before going back to massaging my bottom half. Jimmy is handling his end quite well too, and unconcerned over my excessive hairiness, or at least not shying away from my pits. I'm not sure if it was Jan's suggestion, but he starts planting little kisses all over me, which are great. I feel him shift a bit, and take another peek, this time between his legs. He has a hard-on, about seven inches, but fairly thin. Doesn't look like it's going to be too tough on me, and along with my girl he is making me feel very nice. His grip is strong, but tender and kisses soft, nothing like my girl's, or any other of my girlfriends, although he is by far better than those other Neanderthals who were pawing me in my youth. "Honey," Jan pats my butt, "I said, time to get on your back. Baby girl, don't be–" I snap out of my reverie and just roll over, without thinking about it. "There we go, that's my good girl." Jan is planting kisses on my bush, and Jimmy is massaging my titties, by the time I realize a man is looking at me, all of me. Don't know why my extra hair embarrasses me, but I can feel my face get flushed. I like my hair, and feeling like a boy, even dressing like one. Course, if I was as hairy as Aunt Clara I wouldn't like that, I didn't want to be a man. "Okay, very good, baby girl," Jan is rubbing my tummy, "Jimmy is ready. You need to go lay on the ramp, and I'll get the lube." God, my legs are going to be spread wide-open, butt a foot and a half above my head, making my pussy the central focal point of the whole room. Jimmy helps me up, then gives me a kiss on the cheek. "It's okay, we can do this." It's all I can do to give him a thin smile, as he guides me over to the ramp and helps me lay down. He kneels by my head, so he doesn't have a very good angle at seeing me in all my glory. Jimmy rubs my head and shoulders, whispering in my ear, "Everything is going to be fine." Jan lubes me up, slides a finger in me then a second while licking my clit. I start panting as she comes over and lubes up Jimmy's dick. "Alright, my baby girl is ready." Jimmy takes a deep breath, I close my eyes, but can hear all the air slowly escape his lungs. Feel a bit of pressure at my entrance and tense up. "Relax, baby girl," Jan coos in my ear, as she rubs my tummy and strokes my hair. "You're beautiful, baby girl, I love you so much." She keeps whispering sweet nothings to me while Jimmy penetrates my pussy. It's not much different than the few times a girlfriend used a strap-on to fuck me. Open my eyes, looking up at my dream girl, feeling so wonderful she is here experiencing this with me. Still, I was hoping this might take on the first try, and I cup my lover's pussy. "I love you, sexy lady, thank you." Jan kisses me, sliding her hand up to my clit. With a loud groan Jimmy trusts deep into me, and I can feel him shooting his cum into me. He stays still in me for a half a minute, then pulls out. "Sorry, for the quickness, I got a bit over-excited, you two are so hot. Never seen anything like it." "In this case, quick is not bad." Jan giggles, and gets between my legs, opening my pussy. "Was a pretty good load, might get away with just two." I know I let out a sigh of relief, and I believe so did Jimmy. Jan pats my tummy, then stands. "I'll go get some tea, while you two rest up a bit." Didn't want her leaving, but I wasn't going to embarrass Jimmy or me by complaining. Jimmy takes a towel off the bed and covers me up, then sits beside my head. "You alright, Princess?" Giggling I smack his thigh. "Haven't heard that endearment in ages, Sir James. Yes, I'm fine. Thanks for the tenderness, and towel." "Oh god, I forgot about Sir James." He laughs, then kisses my hand. "It didn't stick like Princess, always bossing me around." "Yeah, I did, didn't I?" "Oh yeah, you were so good at it too." Jimmy scratches his head. "None of my business, but Jamie, how long have you been having an affair with your mother?" "Jesus Christ! You fucking know!" I thought I might burst in to tears, and turn my head away from him. Would've got up and run, but knew I couldn't do it gracefully. "How? You never came to my house, or at least inside, cause grandpa didn't like boys hanging around?" "It's alright, not a big deal." Jimmy strokes my cheek. "No, it wasn't here, it was at school." He shrugs. "You keep a pretty good eye out for anything that happens to concern your dream girl." "Not what you think." I wipe away a tear. "Well, it is, and I've loved her for years, but only acted on it when I got back from school, not even two weeks ago. We're two consenting adults and not hurting any–" "Jamie, it's okay, I'm not going to report you or anything." Jimmy turns my head back, so he is looking at me. "I knew who she was before ever stepping foot in your house. Just curious, and want to help you, but is there anything else, or something worse?" "No, nothing, and what could possibly be worse?" I choke back the tears. "We just want to start over, hopefully where this can't happen again. We're not weirdoes, you know?" "Yes, I know." Jimmy kisses my forehead. "I see how you look at each other, and I meant it, you two look hot together. I think your plan is the best, and I'll help you any way I can." "Thanks Jimmy." I kiss him on the lips. "Thanks, a lot." "Confession time over?" Jan asks, standing in the doorway. "I'm glad you're not upset, and we would've preferred total honesty, Jimmy, but you can understand why we did what we did. Now, let's have a nice cup of tea, and get back to business." "Tea, huh?" Jimmy makes a sour face. "Suppose it won't kill me." Jan laughs, and shakes her head. "It's raspberry herb tea, and will relax you a bit, not kill you. Looks like besides her other considerable talents, my baby girl is a good judge of character, we're going to have fine babies." She hands him a cup of tea. "I wasn't sure how you might like it, so I put two teaspoons of honey in, eucalyptus honey, real good stuff, with a bit of a tang." He chuckles, and takes a sip. "Alright, it's not half bad." Shaking his head he laughs. "Course, had I known this is how you dress for a tea party, this might not have been my first." "Fine sense of humor," Jan winks at him, "I like that too." She put the tray on the cube, then helps me raise my head enough to take a sip or two. "You did good baby girl, ready?" I nod, but Jimmy raises his hand. "Ah, tea or no tea, I might need a bit more time to, ah–" "Here, give me that, please." Jan takes his tea cup, and puts it on the tray. "Maybe I can help you out a little bit." Mom kneels in front of Jimmy, bends down and takes his dick in her mouth. I know my eyes double in size, as he groans, "Oh my, yes this should do the trick." In about two minutes Jimmy is hard and back in me, giving me slow strokes. Jan sits at my head, stroking my hair, fondling my titties and making out with me, while I fondle her. Jimmy lasts a couple of minutes, then I can feel him cum in me. He puts the towel back on me and shakes his head. "Guess I would be a real loser if I made threesomes a common practice, you ladies excite the living hell out of me. I almost don't know if I'm coming or going, pun intended." Jan looks at him a bit strange, as I giggle. "We played the sock 'em game too." "I see, and thank you for the compliment." She hands Jimmy his tea. "So, one more for good luck a possibility?" "Well," Jimmy sheepishly shrugs, "not like I'm winded or anything. Barely broke a sweat." He looked in his tea cup. "Must be something in this brew, I swear I usually give a better showing. I don't need you getting the wrong idea about the male population." I pat Jimmy's arm. "Far as I'm concerned you did fine for the male population, even increased it's standing in my eyes." Chuckling I raise an eyebrow. "Course, I didn't have a very high opinion of the male population to begin with, only could go up." Jan pokes Jimmy in the side. "Don't blame my tea, if anything it would put lead in your pencil. My vote would be we are too hot." "Like that one too," I chime in, "even if it's not true for me. I'm fairly certain a hairy dyke is not in most men's dreams." Mom gives me a thump on the head. "It's the way you want it, I offered to do all the work and shave you, not that I mind my girl a tad furry. What do you think Jimmy?" "At the risk of catching hell," he scratches his chin, "I've had an occasional liaison with the wife when she was a bit stubbly. I didn't care for that, but being a male I wasn't about to let it stop me either. As for Jamie's hair, since it's grown out, it wasn't that terrible. So, I guess it's smooth or furry, but no in between for me." We all laugh, and Jan shakes her head. "You're not running for office, but sound like it. Besides, you already said it didn't matter." She shrugs. "Doesn't matter to me either, even if my baby girl was stubbly I would never refuse to be pleasured by her, or please her." "Yeah," Jimmy snickers, "don't know too many guys who give the old 'got a headache,' routine to their wives. Still, I wouldn't mind getting any pointers you ladies have to give." Jan is happy to give him her opinion on the matter, and I put in my two cents. After half an hour of giving pointers I sigh. "Ah, this isn't the best position to have conversations in." "Right, sorry baby girl." Jan rubs my tummy. "Jimmy, you need help?" He glances down at his lap. "A bit, if you don't mind, please." With a giggle Jan shrugs. "We all have to do our part, don't we?" She sucks Jimmy's dick, but it's not working as fast. Jimmy rubs Jan's shoulder. "Could you two, ah, maybe do it. I think it would help." For an answer I pull Jan's hips towards me, and my girl straddles my face. "Oh god, that's hot." I can feel Jan lick my clit and hear Jimmy panting. "Um-m, that's even hotter." He gets between my legs, and Jan stops licking me, but I can hear slurping sounds, as I keep tonguing my girl. Doesn't take long and Jimmy is in me, then Jan goes back to licking my clit. This sensation isn't unusual, seeing as my girl does the same thing to me with a dildo. Surprisingly I'm enjoying myself, but not as much as my girl. She wiggles her bottom as her climax starts and I suck on her clit, getting her to howl. This set off Jimmy, he thrusts into me a couple of times then explodes. I swear it's the largest of the three, but over long before Jan's. I'm close, but give her a pat on the bottom and my girl stops. She crawls off me and Jimmy covers me up with the towel. I pat his arm. "Thank you, it meant a lot." "Hey," he chuckles, "I'm no saint here, and I got a lot out of it too." Brushing his shoulder he grins. "Could I take a shower, before going home?" "Sure," Jan points, "bath is next door on the right. I'll bring your clothes in." He heads in for a shower and she comes back to sit beside me. "You did fine, baby girl." She kisses me. "One more time tomorrow to make sure you're going to be a little mamma, then it's all over. Should be easier, not so–" "Mom, I'm fine, and it wasn't too bad. Could you get me a robe, please?" "Of course, baby girl." She takes in Jimmy's clothes and brings me back a robe, then I get off the ramp. "Geez, spent too long like that, what a head rush." I walk Jimmy to the door, and he gives my hand a kiss. "Thank you for the honor of... I guess, our mating, and I hope we were successful." He chuckles. "I know it was a bit traumatic for you, but you did very well, Princess." "Because of you it wasn't traumatic at all, Sir James." I give him a kiss. "Kind of strange asking you this now, but are you happy being a family man?" "Very happy," he smiles, and pats my hand, "and it doesn't have to be like when we grew up. You're going to make a fine mommy." Jimmy makes a sour face. "Or is daddy, the proper term?" I giggle. "It's two mommies. Will same time tomorrow be alright?" "Sure, see you tomorrow." Jimmy leaves and I haven't seen Jan. She isn't in the dining room either. I go back in and find her in the swing, fingering herself. "You horny little devil, what are you doing?" I wave a finger no. "Never mind, I can see what you're doing. Why?" "Baby girl, you got me all worked up, and–" "And you need to learn to behave. It's rude not to escort your guest to the door." I sit on the bed and pat my leg. "Get over here, cutie." "Sorry, baby girl." My naughty girl lays down on my lap and giggles. "After my spanking are you going to eat me?" "Of course, sexy, and I'm going to fuck you too." I rub her back. "You have to learn to behave, cutie. You can't play with your toys all day and night." Give her a spanking before putting her in the swing, eating her to three orgasms and fucking her for twice that. I carry her to the tub, wash her then put her to bed, the whole time she is telling me how much she loves and needs me. Following evening Jimmy comes over and with our help is able to give us three more squirts. This time mom saw him to the door with me, she still wound up in the swing. Things mellow out and we wind up keeping our hands off each other long enough to get things done around the house. Work on our finances and see what kind of money we are dealing with. Properties appraise at nearly five hundred thousand, but we'll be lucky to get four. We also research what we want in our house, make rough sketches, even start packing up what was going. I'm keeping my truck, but mom is selling her car. But, it is still our honeymoon and we enjoy plenty of sex. * * * to be continued... Free At Last Ch. 06 -Part 6- Complications It's Monday, a week since I tried to become pregnant, and I wake up, rub my belly, thinking nothing has changed. My girl stirs a bit, then rubs my belly and nibbles on my neck. "Morning baby girl, you wishing, or think you're pregnant?" "Won't know for a week." I sigh. "Just imaging me with a swollen belly, and wondering how much is it going to limit me." "It's true, eventually you won't be able to do a lot you do now, or it will be tougher." She gives me a kiss. "But, I'll spoil you and help out tons, promise baby girl." I giggle. "Actually, I was thinking of how I was going to spank you, if you misbehaved." Give my girl a long kiss. "Love you bent over my lap, getting my leg wet." "Um-m, I love it too, baby girl." She wiggles her bottom, then kisses my tummy. "Bet by then you'll think of something." "What I'm thinking of," I roll her over, "is having my cutie wife, on her pretty back and my tongue deep in her sweetness." "Well," she giggles, "maybe for an hour or two." About ten o'clock there's a knock, I slip on my robe by the door as mom heads for the bedroom. I open the door to find a petite brunette on my front step, who is obviously pregnant. "Hello, I'm Christy Bates." "Yes, Jimmy's wife." I smile. "Ah, I recognize you from your picture. I'm Jamie Morton. Nice to meet you, please come in." "First, I need to know, are you having an affair with my husband?" Five-four, maybe one-fifteen, she has some spunk, but little button nose and dreamy blue eyes she's too cute to be a real threat. "Ah," I scratch my head, "if you mean love affair? No, I'm not. Ah, if you're talking about business affairs? Yes, I'm doing business with Jimmy. Please, come in." She comes in, and mom enters the room about the same time. "Christy Bates, this is Jan, my wife, I'm gay." "Gay? You're telling me you're gay, so I shouldn't believe you're having an affair?" "No," I sigh, "I'm really gay." Jan smiles. "Would you like some tea, we don't drink coffee, but have some herb teas. A little cup to soothe the nerves wouldn't hurt." Christy nods, and I explain the projects Jimmy is working on for us. Mom brings in the tea and sits on the couch beside our guest. After I'm through Christy shakes her head. "How do I know you are really gay?" Mom giggles. "Come in the back bedroom for two or three hours, and see for yourself." "Two or three?" Christy fans herself. "Like yours," mom grins, "my husband loves pussy. My Jamie takes her time making love, then fucking me, at least twice a day, three when she's spoiling me, which is almost daily. I assure you, she is gay." I can't believe mom, and she's not helping things. The two of us are about to become the talk around the real estate office. "Twice, usually three times, oh my god, how heavenly." Christy wrinkles her nose. "What is the difference? I mean, between making love and fucking." "Well," mom gives Christy a hug, "definitions are tough, but once you experience the two you will understand. It's a fun lesson. How is your pregnancy going?" "Good." Christy rubs her belly. "I think I'm getting used to being pregnant, I don't get nearly as sick as I did with my first two, and... Well, I ah," she giggles, "I'm horny as all get out, and I've got two more months to go." Mom pats Christy's hand. "A second reason to let Jamie prove to you she is gay." "I'm also exhausted." Christy blushes, and hangs her head. "I barely have the energy to shave below my knees, so I can go out in public. If it wasn't so hot, I'd just wear pants, but heat is another of my problems." She covers her mouth. "Sorry, I shouldn't be unloading all this on you." Looking over at me mom gives a head bob Christy's way. All I can manage is, "Ah, that's all right. Heard about the side effects of pregnancy, might even be experiencing it soon." Mom rolls her eyes at me, and takes Christy by the hand. "Why not do like me, have Jamie give you a bath and shave." "Oh, I don't know, I'm–" "Nonsense," mom smacks Christy on the arm, "I'll go run your bath, Jamie will carry you in–" "Carry me?" "Yes," mom nods, "it's a big part of being spoiled, and she has the most unique way of carrying you. I guarantee you'll love it, and think you're in heaven. Alright?" Christy sighs, then nods, and Jan runs down the hall. Wasn't much I could do, so I go over and pick up Christy. Wrapping her hands around my neck she snuggles up on my shoulder. She jumps when I slide my finger under her panties and in her pussy. "Oh, my that is special. Um-m, feels nice." "Can make you feel a lot nicer, if you want." "Never done anything like this before." Christy kisses my cheek, then the corner of my mouth. "But, I would like to." She gets a bath, shave and two orgasms before I'm drying her off. Christy runs her hands through my hair. "You're very talented, are you taking me to bed?" "Better," mom giggles, "you'll be starting in the swing, and finish on the ramp, if your swollen belly will allow it. Have you ever squirted? I'm talking a female ejaculation." Christy shakes her head, and mom grins. "You're going to." I carry her into the swing, get her comfortable, then eat her pussy until she is screaming. Mom works on Christy's titties, while I give her two more orgasms with the rabbit. Giving her a little breather I go put my eight-incher on, and when I get back mom has eleven inches of vibrating beads up Christy's butt. Our horny little preggo takes the eight inches in two strokes and is crying for more, and wants fucked harder. Christy has three separate, hard orgasms, then lay in the swing, gently rocking and panting heavily. "Now, that was a fucking." "Nope, coming up, pun intended." Mom straightens out Christy's hair. "That's just a little taste of ladies making love." Mom helps Christy get out of the swing. "Honey, you think you can lay on the ramp, on your cute swollen tummy?" I go to get the big boy and when I get back Christy is on the bed, on all fours. Mom is rubbing Christy's back. "Our girl's swollen tummy is getting in the way, so Jamie you've got to fuck this sweet little thing the old fashioned way. Honey, better to have your head flat on the bed, butt up high, more contact. You do want fucked, right?" "Oh god," Christy shivers, "yes, I want fucked." "Here she comes," mom kisses Christy, "you're going to squirt." Christy looks over at the monster twelve-incher hanging from my harness and gasps. She starts trembling. "I-is-s that t-thing s-safe?" "Perfectly. We'll take it real slow and easy." I rub her butt. "It'll take at least half an hour to fully penetrate yo–" "Every time," mom giggles, "I get three strong climaxes before I get fucked." I lick Christy's wet slit getting her to moan, "W-what a tongue. H-how many a-after?" "Who knows?" Mom laughs. "It's like one long continuous monster climax, with a pair of squirts thrown in, then you kinda pass out." "Oh god." Christy whimpers, "I-I don't k-know if–" "Not to worry," I slip two fingers in Christy's pussy, "if it starts hurting, or you've had enough just wave a hand behind your back. I promise, little mommy, we're not going to hurt you. Now, you sure you want to do this?" "Um-m, yes. I need a good fuck." Mom giggles. "Jamie only gives great fucks." Head of the monster easily slides in to Christy's pussy, getting her humming. Mom is rubbing Christy's back and titties, as I'm rubbing Christy's butt cheeks, fingering her rosebud and giving her more dick, an inch at a time. I know Christy has two orgasms before my monster is fully in her, and maybe a third. Once in her I give her plenty of time to adjust to the size, waiting for Christy to give me the go ahead. She starts rocking back into me, and grabbing her by the hips I begin fucking her. She starts cumming, bucking wildly, then Christy drags mom in front of her, burying her face in mom's pussy. It's unexpected, but mom is loving it, and it excites Christy so much she floods my crotch with love juice. I'm fucking her hard, and she's screaming into mom's pussy. Half an hour of this Christy shrieks, crawls up mom, right off my dick, then starts squirting. No way is it in mom's range, but I swear she is spilling out twice as much. Christy lay in mom's arms panting, "O-okay, that's f-fucking." "Yes dear, that's fucking." Mom gives Christy a kiss on the cheek. "My baby girl, knows how to treat a lady." "God yes," Christy giggles, "I had so many orgasms I thought I was losing the feeling in my legs, plus I probably damaged your hearing, and what a mess I made." "It's okay." I chuckle. "Around here, we've gotten used to screams, and the messes. Lets get you cleaned up." Mom brings in a pot of herb tea and pitcher of water for us to enjoy, while we recuperate. I carry Christy in to the shower, clean her up, dry her, eat her to a quick climax, then another more intense one before dressing her. I give her a kiss, then herd her towards the living room. "Let's have a drink. Hope I didn't throw your schedule off." "No, Jimmy's folks have the kids and I cleared my day, in case I needed plenty of time to find out what I needed to know." "And did you?" "Yes, you might be gay, just wish you would've taught Jimmy how to eat pussy when you taught him how to fuck." I look over at mom, and her mouth is open a foot, as I'm sure mine is. Laughing Christy shakes her head. "Three years with the same sex techniques and overnight it changes, there's a reason." "We weren't lying, really." I hold up both hands. "It's not what you think it–" "I know," Christy cuts me off, then hugs me, "you wanted a friend to help you get pregnant." My mom's and my mouth are back open, and Christy laughs. "I knew it before I left this room the first time." She shrugs. "Didn't say anything, because I was a bit curious about this gay thing. I've been horny as all get out, and figured I might get a decent climax or two out of it. Boy, did I get that wrong, and apparently you didn't teach Jimmy everything." "Christy," I scratch my head, "we wanted to tell you, but Jimmy didn't think you'd take it so well. We both apologize." "Oh, he wasn't wrong, I'd gone through the roof." Christy shakes her head, and pats her belly. "You feel so fat and ugly, you need reaffirmed constantly your husband wants you, so jealousy is just as uncontrollable as being horny." "Ah," I tug at my ear, hoping this wouldn't make it worse, "he picked up the pointers, watching us, and asking questions, not doing us." That didn't sound as good as I thought it would, and judging by the look on Christy's face, it didn't sound too good to her either. I take a deep breath. "I think that needs re-worded, our union didn't go too well, nervousness, fear, guilt, all the above and more no doubt. We were hoping to get a second and third ejaculation, to confirm the job–" "Good luck," Christy snorts, "that's only happened twice with me." "Wasn't happening with Jimmy," mom shrugs, "so, he suggested seeing us making love might work, which we did and it worked. Hopefully, it worked completely." "Yes, that would be nice." Christy fidgets a tad, then bites her lower lip. "On the other hand, if you were to need another session or two, could you teach Jimmy to eat pussy? I mean, he does now, frequently, but he doesn't really eat pussy, or I should say bring it to a climax." She giggles. "Or in your case climaxes, a bunch of them." "Well, we owe you that much," I scrunch up my nose, "we were thinking about Jan being pregnant at the same time, say in another month or so. This time, if that's alright with you Christy? And we have not spoken to Jimmy about this." "Fine by me," Christy smiles, "but I need a favor, I can't wait for two months. Could you please call Jimmy and arrange something for tomorrow?" "We could," I shake my head, "but we had rules on what we can and can't do, that was the major no-no. As I said, with Jimmy this wasn't sex, with you it was. I guarantee you derived ten times as much pleasure than he did." "There's your answer," mom shrugs, "Christy joins the three of us in–" "Oh no," Christy covers her mouth with her hand, "I couldn't tell him about this." "Already made one mistake," I rub Christy's back, "this will just be compounding it. If you could tell the difference in Jimmy's lovemaking, what are the chances of him telling?" "Good, probably a sure bet." Christy rubs her forehead, and sighs. "God, how am I going to tell him I had the best sex in my life, and–" "Don't," is all mom says, then shrugs, "it's simple, you had a hunch of Jimmy being different, followed up, asked us and needed proof we were gay." She gives us another shrug. "He watched, you watched, you're on an even keel. Tell him you think he should help out, but it's also an opportunity to learn, let him ask." I have to marvel at mom's deviousness, and thought it's a pretty good plan, Christy is mulling it over and mom gives her a hug. "It's a bit scary, but Jimmy isn't going to be pissed at you because you got horny watching us and we helped you out." "Mom's right." I know it as soon as I say it, but it's out, my mom's eyes bug out of her head, but Christy doesn't even react. "I thought Jimmy got that fact wrong," Christy nods, "but you are mother and daughter. I knew he had your listings." She sighs. "If you can take such chances for great sex, than I can. I'll talk to Jimmy tonight, how about tomorrow evening?" "Fine," I rub my hands together, "we can make it dinner, say a barbecue, do a little swimming, do not bring suits. A beer or two, then with Jimmy here he can eat you and we can give pointers, maybe help out here or there." Christy smiles, "And you will do this for us?" "We're not bad people." I hug Christy, and give her a kiss. "We're just two star-crossed lovers who are bucking the system for love." "And we hope you make it." Christy gives us each a kiss. "I have to get going, have a lot of talking to do this evening. Thank you for the advice, and a huge thank you for this morning, or afternoon, depending on how you look at it." "You're welcome." I take Christy's hand and walk her to the door. "So, what do you think, four o'clock fine, we'll take care of everything?" "That would be great. Thanks for the orgasms, and squirts." Christy kisses me, very hot and heavy, while we're beside her car, so neighbors might possibly see, but we're so far off the road. Mom gets the same treatment, and as she leaves Christy hollers, "Oh yeah, I want fucked tomorrow, not making love." We head back towards the house, and mom swats me. "You blew it. Good thing you fucked her silly so she doesn't care." "Yeah, well I was a little rattled, I never planned in getting involved with a married man, much less a married woman, so it's kind of hard to have a defense." I wag a finger at her. "Would've never had the problem if you hadn't needed a fuck. Who knows what might come out in the middle of an intense orgasm." I rub my temples. "At least we're moving soon." "They won't tell baby girl." "Maybe not intentionally, and nothing about the relationship. But, you start talking about great sex, folks listen and ask questions, then when they get the answers they go after good sex." Mom starts to shake her head, but I hold up two fingers. "Been two weeks and at least eight others know, that's quadruple in two weeks. How many will it be in a month? Or how about a year?" She kisses me, and feels me up. "Calm down baby girl, it's no big deal." "This one time, when we get to California we need a cover story if there is a slip." "Like what?" I scratch my chin for a bit. "Okay, we lived on a commune and you were like a second mother to me. We just have to tell the same story, and keep it simple." "A commune?" Jan makes a sour face. "Not very original, but should work. I just want to know one thing, she is louder than me, right?" I giggle, and shake my head. "No sexy, not even a close second, and I'm going to prove it." I get hold of her and pull her to me, kissing her, keeping her close with one arm wrapped around her, the other snaking under her skirt, cupping her pussy. "No surprise here, wet as hell." I kiss her. "Let's have an early dinner, then see if I can get you to shatter glass." "Um-m, I could go for that," Jan sticks her nose in the air, "but I'm not louder than her." "Oh please, you horny little monkey, get over here, so you can brace yourself against the counter." I point in front of us. "Just pick up your skirt, sexy girl, then I'm going to peel your wet panties off and eat your pretty pussy." She giggles, pulling up her skirt, as I pull her panties down. Lick just above her clit and she puts a leg up on the end table to give me better access. It doesn't take long for my girl to get off, grunting and groaning at the strain of trying to be quiet. Panting, she runs a hand through my hair. "S-see, not t-too loud." "Hm-m, then you won't mind one more, will you?" Jan groans, but doesn't move, as I go back to eating my special girl. I slide two fingers in her pussy, cup them a bit, search and find what I'm after, sending her into a howling, squirting fit. Takes a bit of time to recoup and put her foot back on the floor. This time she whacks me in the head. "You stinker, no fair hitting my g-spot." I giggle. "Sounded like your high 'C' spot, to me." "Oops," laughing she socks me in the arm, "missed pun." "No pun," lick the cream running down the inside of her thigh, "just the facts ma'am. You're a screaming little sex fiend." "Me?" Giggling she smacks me on the shoulder. "Look at you, get me off twice and you still have your nose buried in my pussy." She closes her legs a bit. "So, who is the sex fiend?" "Thought they came in three's." Chuckling I nod. "But, you have a good point, you're not the sex fiend. Now if you sit down, the sex fiend will lick his sexy little nymphomaniac's pussy clean." "Alright, with my baby girl, I'm a nympho." She sits, spreads her legs wide and coos, "I love my sex fiend so much. I don't want our honeymoon to end, but we're going to have to return to the real world soon, you know get jobs." "What?" I stop sucking her pussy lips. "I'm working now, well not really, it's more of a wonderful delight than work, maybe the better word is, hobby." Lick up her thigh then I suck on her clit. "Now, s-sh, I'm in the middle of something." "Um-m, love your hobby." She giggles. "I'm almost in the middle of something too, the big 'O' from my beautiful baby girl." She clutches my head by my ears, moaning how good I make her feel, how I always make her cum, and how much she loves me. My girl enjoys an intense orgasm, then we make out until she can stand. Once in the kitchen she hugs and kisses me. "Still can't believe how fast and furious you get me off." She snickers. "If lucky, it used to take me three or four times as long to get off, even by myself. And I never thought about having five a day, much less whatever I've been getting, which I thought was damn impossible." She kisses me, and pats my cheek. "Thank you, baby girl, and I should give you one or two at least." "Mom, don't be–" "Ah, Jan," she smacks me on the butt, "remember, Jan?" She wrinkles her nose, tsking. "I was going to give my girl a surprise, but two mistakes in one day. I don't know, sends the wrong message, you think?" Knowing she was at the adult store yesterday I smile. "What surprise? And I got the message." "Unh-unh, wouldn't be a surprise. Well..." she runs her finger up from my belly button to my lips, then kisses me, "...might change my mind, say if my girl was to lose her t-shirt and shorts, I do love looking at my baby girl in her hipsters. Isn't that what I put on you this morning?" By the time my shirt and shorts are on the floor I'm breathing heavy. Cupping my butt mom holds me close, then nibbles on my ear. "Yes, there's your sexy boy shorts." She kisses me on the neck, getting me to pant, then gives me a sensual kiss. "Sit up here on the counter and I'll give my beautiful baby girl an orgasm. I owe you at least one for three." Free At Last Ch. 06 "That's what I was trying to tell you," I kiss her, "enjoyed a decent one while eating my sexy nympho's sweet pussy." "Um-m, mine were far more than decent." She picks me up, and I sit on the counter, spreading my legs, then Jan steps between them. "And I'm about to give you far more than decent. I'm not as good as my baby girl, but I keep practicing. I love practicing." She leaves my undies on, drapes my legs over her shoulders and licks my pussy. My girl slips a finger under my leg band and into my pussy, getting me off nicely. I run my hand through her hair. "I love your practicing too." We eat a late, light dinner, then Jan pats the side of my butt. "Keep your adorable shorts on, baby girl," she sucks on one of my nipples, "and go get in the swing." She kisses me, long and tenderly. "I'll be in soon, with your surprise." Do as told, and mom comes in shortly, wearing a pink harness. Attached to it is a pink dildo, five and a half inches long and an inch across. Grinning mom strokes her toy. "It's your surprise, but really my present, baby girl's first dickie I fuck you with. When you graduate to bigger toys I'm going to have this one bronzed, then put it on the mantle." Both of us laugh, then mom runs her finger up my undie's crotch. "No wonder you like me in panties, my baby girl looks so hot with such a huge wet spot." Tweaking my nipples she strokes my undies covered slit, with her thigh. "How did your cute little pussy do it?" "Y-you," I pant, "always t-this way w-with you." Start thrusting my hips up to her finger, and want these undies off. "Urgh-h, please fuck m-me!" My girl teases me for a while, giving me a pair of minor orgasms before she gets my wet panties off. Even though she doesn't need to, she gives me her dickie an inch at a time, giving my titties and clit plenty of attention, along with us making out. My girl is so proud to get me off a handful of times, and I want her in the swing, but she says it's my night. With help from her vibrating anal balls she gives me another handful of orgasms before we go to bed. "Thank you for such a fantastic night, you sexy girl." I give her a kiss. "Love your present and would like to show you how much." "Well, I had two climaxes while eating my baby girl's pussy." She kisses me, then lays on her back giggling. "But, I'll never tell you no, just beg for more of my sweet Jamie's love." I kiss my way down her body, all the way to her toes, then back up to her pussy, getting Jan to squeal when I reach her clit. She starts her orgasm, then I finger and suck her to two more. * * * to be continued...