“I’m sorry, I don’t remember what your original question was,” I say to him. “How did you convince your wife to allow you to get your assistant pregnant?” He says. “Well, like I already said, she didn’t allow me it was a mutual agreement. Dakota wants a baby and she thinks that I’m a good candidate to be the Father to her baby. The three of us slept together several times and soon enough, Dakota was pregnant and about a month later Jill was also pregnant,” I tell Fernandez. “David, it sounds like you’re building one of those old ‘commune’ places that we used to have here in California back in the ’70s and ’80s. And to make this even more incredible you have a third lady who wants to get pregnant by you. Are you doing this the old-fashioned way or the Fucking new fuel injected method?” He asks me. “No, if I’m going to create a baby, then I get to have some fun,” I tell him smiling and laughing. Special Agent Fernandez phone goes off. He checks it and excuses himself from the table. A couple of minutes later, Agent McHenry’s cell phone goes off and he gets up from the table and steps outside. While they are gone, I call Missy over to the Bhabhi table and ask her to box up the desserts that were ordered for the table and please have our waiter bring me the check. It takes about 15 minutes before Fernandez and McHenry return to the table. Fernandez apologizes and tells me that he has been called into the office. Agent McHenry also apologizes and tells Sharon that he too has been called into the office. She just kept working on her father's cock, swallowing all his yellow precum and gagging on the head as she went. Was she stripping off her tie? If I don’t have the files when I turn on my computer on Tuesday morning you should probably update your resume. And then something larger. No bra. Jennifer gasped. "Yeah, I thought you were just acting crazy," Rico said to Sally, Bhabhi as he was starting to enjoy the feeling of having his prostate massaged by Jerry's firm, fat dick-head. She let out a loud gasp as her body exploded in climax. Between her legs she could Fucking feel the rough dog tongue lashing even more at her unprotected sex. I lean up and return my lips against hers. Even then Danny and I communicated regularly by email until I went to Penn State where demands of academia and wrestling caused us to lose touch. Give my pussy a good cleaning . . . “But what if she wants your cum on her face?” Mom licked his ear.