The Chauffeur (#10)..Making It Great Again (part One) free porn video

By: PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

Tina sat on the couch with Roger and Donna. She leaned her head on his chest. Donna was smiling. About the same time, Dakota came and sat down with Jill and I. She stretched her legs out across both of our laps. Instinctively I began rubbing her soft, lithe feet.

Jill leaned into her asking if she had a good time in the other limo.

“Yeah, it was ok. They’re boys, not men.”

My cock began to stir. I just don’t know what it is about Dakota that gets me in the mood but, touching her doesn’t take much to make the animal stir. I love my wife and she is gorgeous, but the smallish body and the insatiable sexual attitude make Dakota dynamite in a package waiting for the fuse to be lit.

“Damn Jill, how did you get so lucky? He gives great foot massages…. among his list of wonderful qualities. David, do you have maybe a twin brother?”

“No brother. Only child. Jill is a wonderful soul, she was taught to share.” I said.

Jill was keeping silent. “Jill, Hun, care to comment?” I said with a cheesy smile.

“No, so far you haven’t said anything that I disagree with. Look at them over there…Roger and Donna have put Tina in the middle of their Tina sandwich. Wonder who’s going to take the first bite?”

“My money is on Roger. I think he’s sweet on her. Young, beautiful, insatiable sex drive a powerful combination, powerful indeed.” David said.

Dakota spoke up, “My money is on Tina. I think that they underestimate her drive. The three of us have played with her so you all know what I’m talking about.”

One of the boys from Diane’s crew turned around in his seat, “Dakota, you mean that you’ve played with David and Jill? That’s HOT!”

“And Tina, and Roger, and Donna, and you, and your friend next to you. Care to know anything more that is none of your business?” Dakota snapped.

Wow! Here’s a side of Dakota we had not seen much of since her joining us.

I got to say, it was sexy, damn sexy. It gave me a new perspective on her that I didn’t realize that she even possessed. I thought about all the trolls who would try to use her youth against her. The predators who would think that because she is young, she must be naïve. Oh. would they find out different. This kitty has claws, sharp ones at that!

With the flight from LA to Vegas being one hour, usually not enough time to get busy. Although, Diane did try to give a guy in her crew a blowjob. Still got to work on that one, I thought to myself.

Marcus and Dr. Ronda were hitting it off quite well. He had his hand up her skirt. While we could not see what was going on, Ronda’s head writhing back and forth gave us all a good idea.

Jill surprisingly began rubbing Dakota’s leg. She was working her way towards Dakota’s pussy. I could see thru her shorts that she had no underwear on, not that she ever wore panties. As Jill reached the edge of her shorts, she slipped her fingers inside. Jill begin to rub Dakota’s pussy. Watching, my cock began to get hard. Dakota felt the rising manhood and wiggled her heel on my cock.

I was horny, frustrated, and now Dakota was teasing me. My cock ached. Jill was working Dakota’s pussy as I heard her breathing begin to change. The guy that got verbally slapped by Dakota could not take his eyes off her and Jill. I guess he had enough and unzipped his own pants to begin manual satisfaction. The guy sitting next to him unexpectedly reached over and began to help by stroking his buddy.

Diane’s friend, Amy, got up and walked over to our couch. She explained that she felt ‘left out’.

“Then come join us, there’s plenty of room.” I told her.

“What do you like…err…. what would you like?” Amy asked.

“Um, to get you naked and eat you until you scream for me to stop.”

“Really?”

“Yes, why would anyone lie about that?” I replied.

In a hushed tone, she whispered in my ear, “No one has ever done that to me.”

“Really? You’re kidding me, right?”

Sheepishly she said, “no”.

I pushed Dakota’s feet off my lap. I reached for Amy and began undoing her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. I stood up. I hadn’t really noticed her as she was just ‘one of Diane’s crew’. The top of her head barely touched my chin. She was short, however she was a bigger gal.

Putting my arms around her and guiding her to the couch where I was sitting. I slipped my fingers inside of the waistband of her panties. Kneeling in front of her I slid her panties off her bum. I could smell her sex. I could see her wetness. Clearly, she was excited.

As I lowered my head towards her womanhood, I heard her hold her breath. “Relax Amy.” I said to her before tasting her wonderful woman juice. I ran my tongue from the top of her slit down to the bottom. I kept licking her slit, occasionally nibbling on her labia. She began moaning. I didn’t take my eyes off her cute face. She tasted delicious. Her wetness increased with each lick of my tongue.

With my left hand, I angled it such that my thumb began rubbing her clit. I felt her hips move in synch with my thrusting tongue. I hardened my tongue and began tongue-fucking her love hole. I thrust it deeper and deeper into her. Her wetness began coming in volumes as she was having orgasm after orgasm.

Her moaning getting louder with each guttural sound coming from her throat.

“Oh, my fucking gawd! Whatever you do, please don’t stop.” Amy begged.

I increased my intensity of my oral invasion into her womanhood. I began nibbling on her clit. I switched back and forth between her clit and her slit. She was cumming in continuous succession.

Jill stopped playing with Dakota to passionately kiss Amy. She put her hand inside of Amy’s cute blouse pinching her nipples through her bra.

I felt her body tense up. I felt the splash of her love juice all over my face and tongue. I lapped it up as furiously as I could.

“OOOOOHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!” Was all Amy could annunciate.

I heard Dakota comment, “Gawd that is sexy.” Jill whispered into her ear, “Amy, you look so beautiful when you cum on my husband’s face. We want you to join us in our suite tonight.”

I smiled into her pussy as I kept licking her.

As second big orgasmic wave crashed over her, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO ME? PLEASE DON’T STOP!” Amy said loudly.

One of the boys that was involved in the mutual masturbation grunted and expelled his man juice on the leg of the guy jacking him off. As the first guy erupted, the second guy tried to scramble down fast enough to catch some of it in his mouth. Most of the spunk landed on his leg, but a couple of ropes of man juice made it into his mouth before he engulfed his friend’s cock to clean it off.

I heard Tina, “Holy Hell, that was sexy!”

I wasn’t sure if she was referring to Amy and myself or to the guys. Guess I’ll have to ask her later.

I kept licking Amy. Jill kept kissing Amy passionately. Now, even Dakota joined in. Dakota shed her shorts and climbed up on the back of the couch positioning her sweet snatch over Amy’s face. She lowered her pussy down to Amy. I watched as her tongue invaded Dakota. I thought to myself at that moment, which one tastes better?

I heard moaning behind me, but I wasn’t going to stop doing what I love doing to a woman. Jill leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Darling, I invited Amy to join us tonight in our suite. Think she’ll cum?” Jill was now just teasing me. She leaned into me and kissed my cheek, twisting a delicate finger into my ear.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Captain Johnson. We’ve begun our decent into McCarran Airport. We should be on the ground in less than 10 minutes.”

That announcement brought everyone back to reality. Sex and lust would have to wait until we get to the hotel. I stopped my oral assault. I stood up and looked around. Roger and Donna had been working on Tina, but now all three were reassembling themselves.

Marcus was also on his knees again. He put Ronda’s panties back on her and pulled her skirt down from her waist.

Diane and Paula had been tag-teaming the third boy. Paula was sitting on his face while Diane was riding his fat cock. I saw cum running down Diane’s leg as she removed herself from the impalement. Paula, however, was in another dimension as she kept riding the young boys face, grinding herself through another orgasm. Donna got up off the couch to gently shake Paula. “Hey, Paula, we’re landing. You got to stop now.” Everyone chuckled…. everyone except Paula who was embarrassed.

I heard the landing gear lock into place. Amy grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly telling me, “I don’t like this part. It scares me.” I switched hands with her and put my arm around her and hugged her tightly. “Thank you” she said quietly.

Everyone was put back together as the wheels of the jet touched down.

“Is everyone ready for a delightful weekend?” I asked rhetorically. I kissed Amy on her forehead saying, “I hope you take Jill up on our invite to join us in our suite.”

I looked around the cabin of the jet. Everyone was busy chatting with whomever was sitting next to them.

Dakota and Tina were the first to leave their seats. Others quickly followed getting up and stretching their legs. The flight had only been slightly more than an hour yet with all the sexual escapades people needed to stretch.

The door to the cockpit opened and Co-pilot Emilio went to the hatch doorway. He opened it and advanced the stairs to the asphalt below. He stood by the doorway and said his goodbyes as everyone deplaned.

CHAPTER 2

The ride to the hotel was divided between two limousines. I let everyone choose which car they wanted to ride in. One car was white. One car was all black.

Roger asked, “Which one are you and Jill riding in?”

“I don’t know. We really didn’t plan this part out. Guess we’ll get into one that has room available.” I explained.

I did notice a couple of things as everyone piled into one of the limos. First thing I noticed was the two boys were now walking hand in hand. Second, Marcus had his arm around Ronda. Third, Roger and Donna were holding hands and kissing every so often, much like a boyfriend/girlfriend. John, the guy I liked from Diane’s crew had his arms around Diane and Paula. He reminded me of ‘Collin, God of Sex’ from “Love Actually” complete with that never say die attitude. That left our two assistants and Amy. They stood outside the white limo. They decided to climb into that car.

Roger and Donna chose the black limo. Jill and I followed our assistants into the white limo. The doors were closed and off we headed to the Palm Resort Hotel.

Amy didn’t stray more than an arm’s length from me. Jill whispered into my ear, “Looks like you have a new disciple. She doesn’t seem to want to leave your side. Guess you’re going to have to make her join the club.” She kissed me and leaned back into her seat.

Dakota, Tina, Marcus and Ronda were all chatting about what they wanted to do while here.

As we pulled into the Palms, the look on everyone’s face was one of amazement. Our limo came to a stop and our door opened by a valet with a bellman holding a gold luggage cart waiting to be filled.

The other limo stopped behind us and they were getting the same treatment.

The bellman welcomed us to the Palms. He asked the name the reservation was under, “Jaxson’s Incorporated.” I replied.

“Yes, sir. Your three penthouse suites are all prepared for you and your guests.” The bellman said something into his walkie-talkie and before we all could get assembled, a smiling young lady in Palms attire asked whom David was and whom was Jill. We waved her over to us.

“Mr. and Mrs. Greene, your three suites are ready. Fully stocked bars and kitchens. We have a chef and a masseuse standing by at your beckon. Our two limousines are available to use 24 hours a day. Are you and your guests ready to head to your suites?”

“Yes, we are.” I replied.

Our suite hostess gave Jill and I three packages. One for each suite. Inside held the electronic keys, call numbers for parts of the hotel, and the number of the suite hostess available anytime day or night.

She also went on to tell us that the keys in Suite 1 worked on the doors of all three suites, but the keys to suites 2 & 3 only open doors to those respective suites.

I thanked her. She, with her master key card, unlocked the door to Suite 1. Jill and I followed her into the suite. The rest of our guests followed in as well. We heard a lot of gasps, ‘wows’ and ‘oh my gawds’ from everyone.

Suite 1 was about as impressive as anyone could imagine. 3650 square feet of lavish decadence. A two-bedroom masterpiece that had a game room, two king-sized beds in each bedroom, a grand hot tub that overlooks the city, a pool table, a full island-kitchen, and a fireplace. The bedding was Egyptian cotton, the very best available. The suite hostess said it is designed to sleep 8 but could entertain, for party purposes, up to 75.

She went on to ask the group if they wanted to see the other two suites. The hostess kept calling them Penthouses. but I called them suites.

The whole group followed the hostess to number 2. I leaned into Roger and Donna’s ear telling them this would be the suite that they would be in, having consenting guests as they see fit. Donna kissed me followed by her kissing Jill.

The second suite was a bit smaller than the first one. It was ‘only’ 3120 square feet of elegant decadence. Suite three was the smallest of them all, a mere 3000 square feet.

The hostess asked if there was anything, she could get us. I asked for dinner reservations but not their best restaurant. I wanted to save that dining experience for tomorrow night. She said she would take care of it for us. All she wanted to know was when and for how many. I gave her the requested information and she left.

The whole gang was standing with their mouths open looking at the lavish digs. Finally, my favorite, John said, “Fuck me! .... This is the most beautiful place that I have ever seen. If it were a woman, I would marry it.” Everyone bust out laughing, but he wasn’t far off. Virtually everyone there felt the same way, he was the only one that had enough balls to voice it out loud.

Jill finally broke the silence by saying, “OK, everyone we have all had a wonderful evening thanks to my husband David. Suite 1 will be the one David and I will occupy. We would like to invite our two assistants, Tina and Dakota to stay with us. In addition, we would like to invite Amy and John to join us as well. In Suite 2 that will be Roger and Donna’s suite with suite 3 going to Marcus and Ronda. If I didn’t say your name, I would like those left to ask either Roger/Donna or Marcus/Ronda if you may stay with them. All of these suites sleep 8 so there is no way we don’t have enough room for everyone.”

I stood there thinking to myself. My mind drifted off back to the business world. How do we take a rather normal, under performing company to be a strong force in the corporate community? So far, my attention has been to establish the limo companies, The Pinetree, and choosing primary people that I could depend on to form our cabinet……. our cabinet……our cabinet. The words stuck in my head. From that thought, I decided we needed a campaign like that of our current President. He ran with the slogan, “Make America Great Again!”. Like him or not, it drew a sentiment that converted millions of votes. In my own head, I thought, why not borrow the idea and revise it to fit our company…. “Make Jaxson’s Inc. Great Again!”

“David…. David….do you have anything to add?” Jill said to me as my mind was elsewhere.

“Um, no.”

“Please grab your bags from the bellman and head to your respective suites. Let’s meet down stairs in two hours to head to a very late dinner. Everyone is invited, but no one is required to go. This is completely optional. However, we will expect EVERYONE…. let me say that again…. EVERYONE tomorrow at four to be in the lobby. We have a couple of things planned……OK, that’s all I have.” Jill said to the gang.

Jill walked over to me. She cupped my face with her soft hands saying, “Have I told you how much I love you?” with that rhetorical statement she leaned into me and kissed me. Her tongue sucked mine into her mouth to begin the dance that lovers know. Her arms left my face to wrap around me, hugging me into her. Her body was warm, soft, and delicate. She didn’t smell of sex, instead she smelled of the woman that I loved dearly.

We were interrupted by our new friend, John.

“Um, excuse me. Where do I put my stuff?”

Tina walked over to him, grabbed him by the sleeve of his shirt pulling him with her. He followed her lead without discussion.

Dakota and Amy were chatting while they were carrying their own bags. Jill and I stood there watching our guests. Somehow, we felt like proud parents. Although we aren’t, but the sentiment seemed appropriate.

I motioned the bellman to bring the remaining bags to the master bed of the suite. He readily agreed. I reached into my pants pocket pulling out four $100 bills. I folded them in half and handed them to the bellman on his way out.

Jill walked over to Amy and Dakota first. She hugged Dakota and said something to her that I couldn’t hear.

I began walking over towards them before John came over and stood in front of me.

“Sir, I just wanted to say Thank you. If this was to end right now, it would be the greatest time of my entire life.”

“Well, you are certainly welcome. Yet, there is still more to come. I hope you enjoy the ride.” I said with a smile. It’s nice to know that your effort is not going unnoticed and someone shows a little courtesy by saying the simplest two words in the entire English language…. Thank You.

“John, what do you do when you’re not hanging out with Diane’s crew?”

“Um…. well……nothing.” He replied in a lower tone.

“You are in college, right? I thought all of Diane’s crew were college friends of hers.” I said.

“Well, yes and no. I do go to college, but junior college. I was stupid and wasted my scholarship to UCLA by dicking around and not making the grades. When I lost the scholarship, my Mom directed me to head to junior college to take the same classes at a much-reduced rate until I could either get another scholarship or afford classes at UCLA again.” John explained.

“Do you have a job?”

“No sir. Well, not any longer. The restaurant I was working for closed. I tried a couple of other places but so far, I haven’t been hired. I guess that’s what I get for being stupid.” John explained in a defeated tone.

“Hmm, I have two jobs to offer you then. First, the one that I think would do you the best: work in our call center in Pasadena. You have a good personality, IF you can keep your mouth under control…no saying ‘Fuck’, that’s non-negotiable.” I offered.

“Sir, you said there was two offers, what’s the other one?”

I thought to myself, great…he didn’t just jump at my first offer. He wants to hear all the options before deciding.

“The second one is more of a personal favor to Jill and I. We would like for you to give us feedback, honest feedback about what you see and hear about our company. I’m not saying I want you to be some sort of snitch. No, in fact, quite the opposite. When you…. or your friends…. hear of something that needs addressing bring it to us to consider. Dakota brought to our attention that the hotel, The Pinetree, has no real place in the hotel industry. It is not low-end such as Motel 6, but it’s not perceived as say a Marriott. She thought about the issue, explained her case, and presented Jill and I with a plan on how to fix the issue. Do you understand what I’m asking of you?” Hoping that he grasped the idea.

“Sir, what you want, from me and my friends is to provide you with honest information, not just be a butt-kissing yes man.” He said with some confidence.

“Exactly”

He put his hand out and gave me the ‘man hug’. We looked over to the ladies that we had been neglecting with our discussion.

“What the fuck?” John exclaimed.

Jill, Amy, Dakota and Tina were all naked on one of the king-sized beds enjoying each other.

“Oh, sir…I’m sorry…I need to watch my language.” John said.

“No worries, you voiced what I had going on in my head.” I said chuckling.

“Can we join them?”

I don’t see why not, but let’s ask just to make sure.

“Hun, when you get your mouth off of Amy, John and I would like to know if we may join you or should we just head out to dinner without you guys?” I said trying to keep a straight face.

“Mmmm, fmfffgghhh.” Jill said not removing her mouth from Amy.

Amy spoke up, “I thiiiiiiiiinnnnnkkkk Jill is saying join us…. gawd damn Jill…. that feels sooooooooooooooooooooo gggggoooooooooodddddd” Amy said rolling into another orgasm.

John nearly sprinted over to Jill and Amy. He was stripping off clothes with each step, nearly falling on his face trying to move and remove shoes simultaneously.

When John dropped his pants, I realized why Diane kept him around. He was hung. My wife would probably call him donkey-sized. I guess in my head about 11” long with average thickness. He was completely shaved. His arms and chest had some tone, but he clearly wasn’t one of those fanatics about working out.

John was a decent looking guy. He stood about 6’ and probably weighed in 200 lbs. Brown hair cut short and no facial hair. He also had no hair on his arms or legs. I thought to myself, maybe he’s a swimmer?

By the time John reached Jill and Amy he just stood there, cock pointing directly out at the ladies. Amy reached for him, but his cock was just out of her grasp. He stepped closer. Her hand wrapped around his shaft.

“OOOOHHHHH FFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK” Amy said in one long exclamation. Another orgasmic wave was peaking as she put her hand around John’s erect manhood.

“WOW, that feels great. Never had someone grab my cock while having an orgasm.” John said to no one in particular.

Amy was on her back with Jill still nose-deep in Amy’s womanhood. I could see Jill working on the clit. Amy’s body kept tensing up as wave after wave of ecstasy washed through her body. Each crescendo of orgasmic bliss caused Amy to squeeze John’s cock. He was enjoying the hell out of it. I could see his eyes glazing over.

I had become such a voyeur of Amy, Jill, and John that I never even noticed Dakota and Tina next to me. My attention turned to them when I felt someone unbuckling my belt. It was Tina. Dakota put her arms around my neck bringing me down to her. I kissed her. Tina was now dropping my pants to the floor. I stepped out of them. She put her dainty ebony fingers inside of my boxer waist band pulling the down as well.

“There’s what I wanted.” Tina said smiling.

My cock was fully erect and pointing at the ceiling as it was released from its confinement. Tina grasped the base holding my cock steady as she began licking the pre-cum droplets at the tip.

Dakota was responding to our kissing. Again, here is this beautiful lithe woman with an unbelievable sexual appetite having a tongue fight with my own mouth.

I heard Tina moaning as she was swallowing all my hard cock, all the while furiously rubbing her own clit. I glanced down at her without breaking my lip lock with Dakota to see Tina’s head began bobbing on my manhood. Tina’s other hand began massaging my balls. The feeling pulsing through me was one of intense lust.

When Dakota and I broke from our kiss, I saw that John had moved up onto the bed. He was kneeling behind my wife with is manhood buried balls-deep into her pussy. He was taking long slow strokes in what I’m sure was trying not to cum too fast.

I felt my legs begin to get a bit wobbly. I asked if we could move to the other king-sized bed. The ladies agreed. Tina stopped sucking me long enough to saunter over to the other bed. She made the come to me sign with her index finger. I followed her silent request. As Dakota and I went over to Tina, Dakota whispered in my ear, “When this is all over, I want to ask you something important to me.”

I stopped dead in my tracks. Dakota kept walking over to Tina, kissing her before climbing into the bed with her. She pushed Tina onto her back. Dakota moved her wet crotch over Tina’s willing face.

I just stood there for a moment or two longer. Long enough for Amy to ask if there was anything wrong.

My attention turned to Amy’s question, “No, I’m fine.” I replied. Yet my head was swirling with questions. What was Dakota’s question? Why did she feel she had to tell me at this very moment? Was she unhappy? Did Jill and I do something wrong? Did I do something wrong? Does she not know how much she is loved?

My brain was out of control. I needed some physical relief as the day had proved to be frustrating starting with Diane’s lack of technique to not having enough time to cum after several sexual escapades.

I went over to Tina/Dakota. I climbed into their bed. I positioned my cock at Tina’s pussy. No foreplay, no oral sex, just some good ole fucking. Dakota leaned towards me. She used one hand to spread Tina’s very wet labia and with her other hand pulling my hard cock towards Tina. I watched as the head of my manhood entered Tina. As it did, I paused for a moment allowing her body to adjust. She wrapped her legs around me pulling me deeper into her wetness.

I began thrusting in and out. In and out. I kept the repeated motion hearing Tina moan loudly into Dakota’s wet dripping pussy. Dakota had already cum in such volume that I could literally see it dripping out of her pussy and into the open mouth of Tina.

Tina’s tongue snaked out of her mouth teasing and taunting Dakota’s clit.

I was completely inside of Tina when I heard John announce his crescendo into my wife’s well fucked pussy. John may have started slowly, but as the minutes went on, he increased his pace dramatically. “OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!” John exclaimed as he shot rope after rope into Jill’s love hole.

There was a knock at the door.

Everyone froze.

Amy asked, “Who is it?”

“Room service. Ma’am. I have a gift basket from the suite concierge for each of the penthouses.” He replied.

“Can you bring them back later?” Amy asked.

“Yes Ma’am. Just ring your suite concierge when you’re ready for them. I’m sorry to have bothered you.”

The guy left.

As I was fucking Tina with gusto, my brain went back into business again.

Amy handled that nicely. Hmmm…. I wonder if she would be a good assistant to Roger? Maybe Roger would prefer Tina? Dakota could train Amy for Jill? My mind was reeling.

As I continued fucking Tina, my mind came back to the bed and the matter at hand. Tina was moaning and thrashing her hips. Instinctively, I had grabbed her hips keeping my rock-hard cock thrusting into her.

Tina’s back arched. Her body tensed up. Her legs shot straight out. Another ‘big O’ had arrived.

I was a bit taken back that I had not cum already. Several attempts at a release but none so far. Now, it’s taking longer than I anticipated.

Amy got up from her coupling with Jill and John to come over and join me in bed. “Mind if I have some?” She said with her eyes trying to be as sexy as possible. She slid over to kiss Dakota. Dakota pushed her onto her back, with her head next to my ass. Our little Dakota climbed off Tina’s face and dove into Amy’s pudgy little box.

Upon feeling Dakota’s very experienced tongue, I saw Amy’s eyes roll to the back of her head in ecstasy. I kept my hard-rhythmic fuck of Tina. Her breathing getting very stuttered and shallow. I was getting more and more frustrated by the minute. My agitation was being taken out on poor, poor Tina. My cock just kept pounding into her tender twat. My balls were hitting her ass with a noisy frequency that reminded me of a gun’s discharge.

In and out. Harder and harder. I had reached ‘Sasha-Mode’. Sweat was now forming on my forehead. Jill and John had completed their escapades. Jill walked over to Amy and whispered in her ear. I didn’t hear what was said because I was focused on trying to reach my own pinnacle. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my ass-crack. One very wet finger. It circled my anus for just a moment before it invaded my arse. This got me there.

“HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT……. OOOOHHHH MY FUCKING GAWD…. YES, YES, YES, YES!” I exclaimed as I shot rope after rope of my man seed into Tina. If I was a betting man, I would guess that the amount of cum I shot into Tina was twice the amount that I normally shoot. As my cock finally deflated a bit, I removed myself from Tina and saw a large amount of my spunk oozing out of her.

Jill nudged me out of the way to give herself access to Tina’s wet cum-filled pussy. She scooped some up with her two fingers and put them in Dakota’s mouth. She sucked the fingers clean. Jill again scooped another two fingers of cum out of Tina to put them into Amy.

Amy said, “Damn, that tastes like no other cum I’ve ever tasted. What the hell do you do to get it like that?”

Jill responded, “Pineapple juice. At least one glass a day.”

Tina chimed in, “Really? That’s all it takes? Hell, I’m going to keep a supply of Pineapple juice at all times.”

Even John added, “Wow, if that’s all it takes to get a woman to swallow, I’m changing my drink of choice.” We all chuckled about that statement.

I could tell that John was a good kid. Hardworking, impetuous, opinionated, basically me only younger. He was clearly in need of direction, but the question remained did I have enough hours in a day to keep him focused on the big picture?

Amy reached several orgasms. One after another rolled through her beautiful body from Dakota’s talented tongue. It dawned on me that I had not had a go with Amy.

I climbed off the bed. I stood up and walked around the bed to where Amy laid. I gently grabbed Dakota by the hair and lifted her head off Amy’s pussy. She got the intended message and moved herself from between Amy’s thick legs. I stepped in between Amy’s thighs and lowered my head. “Oh gawd, not this again…. ffffffuuuuuuccccckkkkkk!” I just smiled as I lapped her womanhood with fervor.

Dakota had moved to Amy’s mouth. She kissed Amy passionately snaking her tongue into Amy’s willing and wanting mouth. They looked so beautiful; so different; so sexual. The lithe of Dakota and the thickness of Amy. Jill and Tina joined in as well. Jill began licking and sucking on one breast as Tina took the other one. Jill reached over and began rubbing Dakota’s clit during her lip lock with Amy.

Amy was having a difficult time with all the licking, sucking, nibbling, and of course kissing. She was in a sexual bliss. Slowly I heard her breathing change. I knew that was my signal to change tactics. I got up on my knees and knee-walked towards her pussy. I put my steel-hard cock at the entrance to her sex.

I eased the head of my cock into her. I paused to make sure her body had opportunity to adjust if need be. Thankfully, she was so wet that I didn’t have to wait all that long. I pushed forward. Feeling no resistance, I slowly kept pushing forward until we were pelvis to pelvis. I teasingly swatted Jill’s hand away from Amy’s fully exposed clit. With an increasing thrust, I began to fuck her, deeply. I could feel her cervix touching the tip of my cock on each thrust into her. I withdrew most of my cock leaving only my cock-head in her. In and out I moved. I heard her breathing becoming shallower and with quicker pace. I picked up my speed going a bit harder as my speed increased. Harder and harder. My balls were slapping against her ass. I felt wave after wave of wetness splash my cock, then splash my thighs, even more wetness….and more….and more. I thought to myself that this woman is a geyser.

Then it happened.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her breathing stopped. She went totally limp. No response to repeated calls of her name.

‘smack’…. Dakota slapped Amy across the cheek.

“Huh?” Amy said after taking a huge gulp of air.

The three ladies all began laughing. John on the other hand, was freaking out. “Do I need to call 911?” I rolled my eyes chuckling to myself. It was nice to see he had real concern for someone’s safety, but this was different.

“Welcome to the club!” Tina said with a huge smile on her face.

“Club? What club?”

Jill began to explain, “Several women have joined an elite club called “The Fucked Unconscious Club”. David has this knack to fuck a gal into a state of unconsciousness. I think you are member number 8”

“EIGHT?” John exclaimed.

“NO! It’s the 9th time. 6th girl, 9th episode.” Tina corrected.

“Holy mother of gawd. I passed…. passed out?” Amy said embarrassed.

Dakota now joined in, “No darlin, you were fucked unconscious. There was no passing out. That’s what you do when you’re too drunk.”

“Dude, you gotta teach me how to do that! That was in-fucking-credible.” John said with excitement in his voice.

The phone rang.

CHAPTER 3

Jill leaned over to answer the phone. It was Ronda asking if dinner was still on as the set time was quickly approaching. Jill answered yes and asked her to call Roger and Donna’s room and let them know dinner was still on if they were interested.

Hearing Jill’s side of the conversation, I started pushing people towards the showers to get cleaned up for dinner. I had to stop John from just jumping into the hot tub to clean off. He lowered his head as if I was scolding him. I had to reassure him I was not.

I went over to the bar and poured Jill a drink. She liked a drink that she saw in a movie…. The Sully (Grey Goose with a splash of water). I walked it over to her.

“How are you doing so far?” I asked.

“What are you referring to?”

“All of it. Tina being here, Dakota being here, your pregnancy, your two friends Ronda and Donna? Anything and everything, I just want to make sure you are ok.” I said to her.

“I’m fine.”

“Ok then, how was John as a lover?” I changed subjects.

“He’s well equipped. Certainly, long enough. Doesn’t really work on pleasing his partner. The fuck is ok, but I didn’t cum at all with him. He needs a teacher, just like Diane was with you. Frustrating.” Jill explained.

“Sounds like they would be good for each other. He can fuck but, doesn’t know about pleasing his partner. She can’t give a good blowjob, but really wants to.” I retorted.

“You know, that might just be a good idea.”

“Jill, my mind wandered during play time. I have an idea about Roger. I was thinking about sharing Tina with him as his assistant. What do you think about that?” I asked.

“That’s a powder keg. Tina will feel completely betrayed. I see where you came to that idea, Roger really digs her. However, there are two factors you haven’t added in: One, Donna and Roger have really hit it off and I don’t want to interfere with that. Two, Tina will feel hurt and betrayed. She still is in love with you and has said as much with me right there in the room. She tries to hide it but to me it is very evident.” Jill said to me in a rational low tone.

“All done in bathroom one.” Dakota announced.

“All done in bathroom two.” Tina announced.

“All done in bathroom three.” Amy announced hearing the other two.

Jill said she was going to take bathroom 1. She directed John to take bathroom 3. I couldn’t decide between bathroom 2 or join her in bathroom 1. Jill made the choice for me…. bathroom 2.

I finished first and Jill moments behind me. We dressed. Jill just put her wet hair in a ponytail and pulled it through a baseball cap. We were all waiting for John.

“Amy, would you go see what it is taking John so long?” Jill asked.

“Yes Ma’am.”

While Amy went to check on John, I made a phone call to the suite hostess and cancelled the dinner reservations and asked for the limos. She agreed.

Tina and Dakota had turned on one of the 65” televisions. They stopped on a local news channel. They were chatting to themselves not listening to the tv, it was on more for noise. I was thinking that I need to find music, tonight’s playtime might be more erotic with music.

Another 15 minutes passed. No John. No Amy. An impatient Jill got up and walked to bathroom 3. She just walked in without knocking. It certainly startled its occupants.

“I’m sorry” John said.

“Ma’am I’m so sorry.” Amy said.

“Just finish up and let’s go. We’re hungry.” Jill said.

Jill came back out to the living room smiling. “You almost called that one.” She said to me as she sat down beside me.

“Almost called what?”

“John. He was getting a BJ from Amy not Diane. She was on her knees blowing him. He was seated on the toilet, with the lid down just enjoying the ride.”

“Nice! Still, I think that they may be well suited for each other. She’s a giver and he’s a taker. I think that Amy just wanted to try that long cock.” I explained.

Jill asked Tina to call the other suites and see how many are going to dinner and if they were ready.

She made the phone calls.

As she was starting to tell Jill, John and Amy appeared.

We all just smiled.

“Jill, Roger and Donna’s room. The two guys don’t want to go. They’re going down to the casino to play penny slots. Donna and Roger are ready to leave whenever you give the word.” Tina said.

She went on to add, “With Marcus and Ronda, they’re both ready to go. Paula thinks she will be a third wheel and isn’t sure if she should go and Diane is waiting to go.”

“Tina, call everyone and tell them to meet us in the lobby. Tell Paula and Diane that David and I expect them to be there.” Jill said.

I began pushing everyone out the door. I paged the suite concierge. She dialed me right up. I told her we need transportation to a restaurant for 12. I asked about the reservations for tomorrow night and she assured me they were set for 16 at 8pm. The limos are ready and waiting for tonight and will be ready for tomorrow night.

We all left the suite, I put the keycard in my wallet. I stopped at the elevator next to Tina asking her if she was ready to pay for dinner.

“I thought the money in the envelope was for me.” She said lowering her head.

“It is silly. I was referring to using your new American Express card.”

“REALLY? I can do that?” she exclaimed nearly jumping into my arms.

“Well, of course, we wouldn’t give you the card if we didn’t think you could handle the responsibilities that came with it. I was thinking that you would pay the bill tonight to break the card in.”

She kissed me. Jill smiled. Dakota smiled.

The elevator doors opened. We all got in. Jill on one side of me, holding my hand. Dakota on the other side of me.

When we reached the casino floor, the suite concierge met us. She directed us to the limos waiting at a separate entrance under a portiere. I asked the lady if either car had music. I explained that I had a hankering for some light jazz. She said she would make it happen as all their limos have satellite radio.

Jill and I looked at each other. We both knew instantly that would be something that we certainly could add to all our limos at a minimal cost.

We all climbed into the waiting limos, drivers holding doors open for the group.

I gave the driver the name of the restaurant. His reply was disheartening, “Are you sure sir? I can get you into 3 dozen better restaurants without any notice needed.”

I told Jill that I was going to sit up front. I wanted to chat with the driver about business.

Everyone chose a car and climbed in. I asked to sit up front.

“What’s your name?” I asked of the driver.

“Raymond sir, but I usually go by Ray.”

“Ray, would it bother you if I sat up front?”

“Sir, you can sit almost anywhere you choose. Except in my seat.” He replied.

“Well, you’re safe, I’m not going to sit in your lap.”

We both laughed at my bad joke.

“Ray, why do you not want me to go to this restaurant? I thought I had heard good things about it.”

“Sir, may I speak freely?”

“Of course, I wouldn’t expect anything else but the truth.”

“Well, quite frankly, the restaurant is dirty. The food is crappy, and they charge extremely high prices for barely edible food. They act like they are Picasso or Le Cirque, but their food is worse than any buffet on the strip.”

“Ray, I would like you and your counterpart, the other driver, to join my group for dinner.”

“Thank you, sir but, we’re not allowed to mingle with the customers.” Ray replied.

“Do me a favor, please call your boss on your company issued cell phone.”

“Um, sir the cell phone is my own personal phone, but I will certainly call him.” Ray said to me.

There were a few moments delay. Ray explained to his boss what I wanted. He handed the phone to me.

“Hello, whom am I speaking to?” I asked getting a bit annoyed.

“This is Darius, I’m the night manager of our limo fleet. Did Ray do something stupid?”

“Darius, why would you ask me that?” Now I’m getting really annoyed.

“Well, he has a reputation.”

“A reputation for what, helping the customer, being honest, trying to go above and beyond to take care of the people paying your salary?” I’ve moved from annoyed to just pissed.

I heard allot of I’m sorry from Darius. When he was done trying to butt kiss me, I moved on to my real reason for the call.

“Darius…. Darius…will you shut up for a minute? I’m calling to ask why Ray and the other driver are not allowed to join my group for dinner at my expense?” I’m still fuming.

“Um, well it’s our policy that drivers and customers are not to mingle.” He tried to explain.

“Tell me Darius, who owns this limo company?”

“Tom Jaxson.” Darius replied very hesitantly.

“Tom? Not Bob Jaxson?”

“No sir, Thomas Jaxson is the owner.”

“Ok, fair enough. I’m letting you know that your rule is ridiculous. If I, the customer want them to join us then I should get what I want…. correct?” I’m still annoyed.

“Yes sir” he said sheepishly.

“OK then, my group is inviting both of our drivers to join us for dinner. Don’t worry, they won’t have any alcohol to drink. They are professionals.” I’m slowly getting less annoyed.

“Yes sir.”

I just hung up.

“Well, Ray you and your counterpart are joining my group for dinner.” I said smiling because I got my way.

We arrived at the restaurant.

The back of the limo went silent. I knew what everyone was thinking…. ‘what the hell?’ and they were right.

Ray parked the limo and called his counterpart, Jose.

Ray opened the door for everyone to get out of the back. A very hesitant crowd got out. No one said a word. Jill looked at me in disbelief.

I walked over to her.

“Hun trust me. I want to make an impression on this district manager. This is the lowest performing restaurant in the whole brand and yet here it is in the center of Vegas.”

I added, “Please text the Jaxson’s and ask if they know a Thomas Jaxson. Don’t explain why, just put it on me if they ask.”

I led the group inside. I was greeted by a nice young lady named Abagail. I knew her name because she was wearing one of those plastic pin-on name tags that held dynamo label tape.

“Hello Abagail. We need a table for a party of 14.” I said with a smile.

“Sir, our kitchen closes in 20 minutes. I’m sorry but we cannot accommodate your party.”

“I’m sorry. I thought you just told me that the kitchen is still open.” I asked completely intrigued.

“Yes sir, I know it sounds odd, but the kitchen staff is ruled by the manager and she doesn’t want any overtime. So, I’m told to apologize but not accept any further business for the night.”

“I see. Is there a manager I may speak to please?” I ask.

I hear whispers in my group. They are shocked. Jill is fuming now. She walks up to me and whispers in my ear, “Don’t let them know who you are just yet. Don’t take it out on anyone here, hold your tongue until tomorrow.”

I agree.

“Good evening sir, my name is Dwight Willis. I’m the manager. I apologize but we are unable to accommodate your party tonight. If you call ahead, we’d be happy to make a reservation up until 9pm.” Dwight said, without even asking whom I am.

“Ok, that would be fine. We’ll see you next time. Have a good night.” And with that I turned and walked out the door.

In stunned silence, my dinner group followed. Even Roger, who is a Police officer was silent. He was in disbelief as well.

We all got outside and before everyone got back into the cars, I asked if some place like Chili’s would be OK. Everyone agreed that it would be fine.

I apologized to Tina for her not being able to pay for this dinner, but she could pay for the Chili’s dinner.

Jill was still fuming….no…. she was pissed. She wanted to call the district manager right now at home. I walked her off the ledge of anger. There was no misunderstanding as to why this was the worst restaurant in the brand.

“Dakota, please have me call the district manager tomorrow at 8am.” I said.

“Yes sir.”

There wasn’t much celebration in the back of the limo. This did not go anywhere near what I had expected. Instead, it rather deflated the night.

Ray took all of us over to Chili’s. It was clean. The food was hot and tasty. Ray seemed to be just as annoyed as Jill. She was still fuming. John and Marcus were the hit of the table. Cracking jokes, being a bit immature yet having a great time. They were welcome mood changers. I ordered a round of ‘El Presidente Margaritas’. Ray and Jose stuck to soda.

Tina scooted over next to me on the large bench seat.

“David, did I do something wrong?” She asked.

“No, why do you say that?” I asked.

“Because Jill won’t talk to me. I must have done something wrong.” She said to me with her heart in her eyes.

“Not to worry my dear. She’s mad, but you have nothing to do with it.” I assured her.

Paula came over and plopped into my lap, causing John to laugh out loud.

“Damn, how is it you get all the beautiful women?” John asked from 6 seats away.

Dakota came to my defense before I even had a chance to respond.

“Well, IF you knew how to please a woman rather than just fucking them like a piece of meat you might get more kittycat.” Dakota responded with a clear attitude.

The whole table bust out laughing. Even Jill was laughing. That changed her mood. It was a noticeable change. She smiled, laughed, and participated the rest of the meal.

Donna came over to me and asked, “Would you and Jill mind if Roger and I bowed out of tonight’s play time? We thought we would like to try some time just for ourselves…. if that’s OK with you and Jill.”

“Of course, it is. Everything this weekend is consensual. We’ll miss you, but we certainly understand.” I said to Donna who kissed me on the cheek.

As the meal was coming to an end, I noticed both Dakota and Tina yawning…allot. I looked at the clock and knew it was time to head back.

I asked for the bill. The waitress said someone had already paid the bill. I asked who paid? She pointed to Tina. I was happy to see she took some initiative and got something taken care of without Jill or I having to watch over her. I did ask the waitress if the tip was enough. She said it was very generous nearly 22%!

I asked the table if everyone has had a good night and have enjoyed the trip so far. All agreed that they have had a wonderful time. I began noticing others yawning.

I got everyone up and herded them like cattle to the limos. We all got in and headed back to the Palms.

By the time we all arrived back at the hotel, most everyone had fallen asleep. I woke everyone in my car up. Roger did the same in his car. We got everyone out of the limos and up to their suites.

Jill asked me if I really wanted to play. She said she would if I really wanted to play, but she was exhausted and tomorrow had more playtime scheduled with the special dinner at 8pm. I told her not to worry that I’m also tired. She smiled.

We got off the elevator on the penthouse floor. Jill and I went to suite 1. Roger and Donna went to suite 2. Marcus and Ronda went to suite 3. Only Tina and Dakota followed us into our suite. John and Amy took their bags and headed over to the suite that Diane was sleeping in.

CHAPTER 4

Dakota woke me up at 7:45am. We’ve been asleep for a whole 5 hours. I was very tired.

“David, its time to get up. You wanted to make that phone call to some district manager.” Dakota said to me while shaking me gently to get me out of dreamland.

After several attempts, she finally kissed me and grabbed my cock giving it a good squeeze. This, of course, woke me up. She smiled and giggled a bit.

“Good Morning. You wanted me to wake you for your phone call to that district manager.”

“Thank You Dakota.”

I sat up in bed trying to shake the cobwebs out of my head before I made this phone call.

I pulled up my email on my phone. I looked up the district managers name and home phone number and cell number.

I dialed the home number first.

It rang….and rang…and rang…and rang….and rang. No voicemail. I hung up and dialed her cell phone.

She answered right away.

“Hello, this is Laura.”

“Good Morning Laura Hondo, this is David Greene.”

“Good Morning Sir. What makes you call so early on a Sunday?”

“Well, I’m calling to take you up on your offer to buy me lunch.” I replied.

“That’s great. What restaurant do you want to go to? There’s a delightful one in the Bellagio called Olive’s. They have a delightful Sunday brunch. Should I set it up for us?” She asked.

“Um, no. How about we stay inside our own company. Let’s try the one on Flamingo Road. How about 12 o’clock sharp. I’ll meet you there. I’ve heard allot of good stuff about that location. I’ll see you there at noon. Bye for now.” With that I hung up.

“Jill, you have about an hour more to sleep if you want to have some time in the hot tub.” Jill squeaked a bit and rolled over away from me. She may have staying power but, getting her up is a different story.

I heard the hot tub jets running and had to look who was already in the hot tub. Surprisingly it was Dakota, all alone and naked. She was just lounging with her head tilted back on a rolled-up towel.

I decided that since I was already up and awake, I would join her in the hot tub. I walked over to the hot tub an asked her if she would like some company. When she nodded yes, I stepped into the very hot bubbling water.

The heat felt great. Dakota being naked in front of me woke my cock up. Dakota swam over to my side of the hot tub. She grabbed my throbbing cock. She gave it a couple of good strokes before climbing on my lap, impaling herself on me.

We rocked back and forth. Me, deeply inside of her womanhood. She put her arms around my neck. I could feel her feet crossing behind the small of my back. We just kept rocking back and forth. We did some moaning, but very little speaking. Dakota kissed me. Her soft lips parted to allow my tongue access to hers.

We just kept the rocking movement. I did notice that at first, Dakota seemed really wet but being in the brominated water dried us out and the natural moisture seemed to stop flowing. I began to see the discomfort on Dakota’s face.

“Do you want to stop?” I asked.

“Hell no. Let’s get out.”

I held her hand for balance as she was getting out of the tub. As I was exiting the hot tub, she went over to a cabinet and pulled out four towels. She laid two out end to end for us to lay on. She used the third one to start drying me off. She paid particular attention to my manhood.

I picked up the other towel and began drying her off. She reached down and massaged my rock-hard cock.

I gently asked, “Are you at least having a good time?”

“It’s fine.” She replied.

This was a surprise answer.

“What can I do to make it better?” I cautiously asked.

“Make love to me. I’ve felt like a piece of meat just available for someone to fuck since we arrived here.” She said with her eyes tearing up.

Had I allowed this to happen to her? Why didn’t she say something sooner? Did someone say something that made her feel this way? My mind was now in overdrive.

“Of course, I will. I’m sorry that you aren’t enjoying this trip. We planned all of this for you and Tina to enjoy. Everyone else is just add-ons. You two beautiful sexy women are why this whole weekend was planned. Jill and I love both of you.” I said in a soft voice touching her cheek lightly.

“I just want to feel loved. Not like someone’s fuck toy. Please David, make love to me. Don’t just have sex with me. I want the tenderness, the kissing, the cuddling, I want to feel you inside of me while I feel your hot breath on my neck. I will beg you if I need to.” Dakota said softly with a couple of single tears gently falling down each cheek.

I reached out and gently caressed her cheek. I leaned into her and kissed her softly. My lips gently kissed their way over to each earlobe. I nibbled on each one, gently pulling each one with my teeth. I gently kissed my way down her neck. I knee-walked around to the back side of her kissing her neck the whole time. When I got behind her, I gently kissed the part of the neck that meets her shoulders.

My hands were gently caressing her chest. The small but pert breasts were excited. I whispered into her ear, “We love you Dakota.”

I softly brushed my finger tips down her ribs to her hips. I moved back around to her front. Whispering in her ear again, “I’m going to make passionate love to you. I hope you know, I love you.”

I gently laid her back on the towel. I kissed her passionately for several minutes. I cupped her cheeks as I kissed her. Our lips parted, and the intertwining of our tongues was like never before. I wanted to show her that she was indeed loved.

I rubbed noses with her. I nibbled on her bottom lip. This caused a slight gasp. My hands were caressing her body. I moved my kissing down to her chest. I gently licked each breast. I circled the areola. I gently tugged on her stiff little nipples. I licked the underside of her svelte chest. I moved deftly from one breast to the other, repeating the same over and over.

I heard her breathing become shallow and the pace of her inhales increased. I whispered into her ear, “Jill and I love you more than you will ever know.”

“Really?” She replied in a voice barely audible.

Her breathing really became noticeably shallower. Her eyes were glazing over as I kept my gentle assault on her body. I felt her soft hand touch my erect manhood. My cock was aching for a release. She gently stroked it from base to tip.

“Do you feel loved?” I whispered into her ear.

“Yes”

“Tell me” I said

“David, I love you. I feel loved by you. I want you and your wife to love me. Please David, love me.” She whispered into my ear.

I turned her on her side. I laid behind her. My cock was pointing up towards her ass. I reached my arm around her waist pulling her into me. My chest touching her back. My manhood resting in the cleft of her ass cheeks. Our legs intertwined. I pressed my body against hers hugging her tighter with my arm.

“Dakota, we love you. We will always love you. I want to hear you tell me that I love you.” I said gently into her ear.

“David, I never knew what love felt like until I met you and Jill. You make me feel so complete. So much a woman. You treat me like a princess. You always make me feel loved, even when we are just having playtime. I love you with all my heart and soul. Please let me feel you inside of me. Let me feel you put your manhood as deep into me as you can get. I want you to cum in me like you did with Amy yesterday. I was so envious of her. I wanted you to put that much of your sperm into me. David, I love you. I know that you and Jill love me. I will never knowingly disappoint you. I want to be yours forever.”

I was completely stunned. I paused before I moved on top of her.

“I know what you’re asking. You want to have my baby, don’t you?”

“YESSSSSS”

I knew deep in my heart that this is what Dakota wanted to talk to me about the other night during playtime.

I moved so that I was on top of her. I positioned my hard cock at her opening. I gently pushed into her, taking it slowly. Her pussy was filled with wetness, yet she was clamped tight around my manhood. I continued to push in further. Her breathing became shallower. Her body was responding to my love-making. More and more moans were escaping her mouth.

“Tell me you love me Dakota”

“Oh, you don’t even know how much I love you. I love you. I want you inside of me. I love you so much it hurts. David, I love you.”

While I was pushing as deep into her as I could, I gently grasped her ankles and put them over my shoulders. This allowed me to penetrate her even deeper. The head of my cock was now past her cervix into her womb. I pushed deeply with long slow deep thrusts.

I leaned down into her, nearly folding her in half. I kissed her and whispered into her ear, “I do love you Dakota. I’m going to cum into you. I’m going to plant my baby deep into your womb. I want you to know that I will always love you.” And with that my balls tightened up. My cock thickened up. Dakota felt me grow inside of her. She gasped as I shot my baby seed deeper into her than I have ever before. I was making her gasp and moan. Her breathing was almost non-existent.

Suddenly, I felt another set of hands on me. It was Jill.

“Oh, my gawd, you both look so beautiful together. David, did you tell her that I love her too?”

“Yes, my dear, I told our darling Dakota that both of us love her. And she loves us back just as much.”

“David, my love, did she tell you that she asked me permission for you to make a baby with her?”

“No, she didn’t have to. I figured it out. I love her. I know you love her. We both love her together. I have put my first bit of my baby seed as deep in her as I can get. I did tell her that I love her while I was cumming. Does that excite you my dear Jill?”

“Oh, it does David. I’ve been watching you and our little Dakota for over an hour of you two making passionate love. You and Dakota will make a beautiful baby. I want this for both of you and for us. We will all be together raising our babies as one family.”

My mind was spinning. I was truly in love with two women equally. Jill as my wife and my lover. Dakota as my lover and maybe my baby’s Mother.

“David, will you fuck me as well as you did Dakota? I want to feel you as deep in me as she did.”

Dakota in a whisper barely audible, “David, please make passionate love to Jill. Make her feel as loved as you have made me feel this morning.”

I gently rolled off Dakota. Jill began to kiss me passionately. I felt her hands begin to play with my cock trying to revive it back from the baby-making with Dakota.

I could see the wanton lust in Jill’s eyes. She had a look of a predator eyeing her prey. I didn’t mind being her prey.

Once she made my cock stand up, she pounced. She impaled herself on me in one move. My cock was tickling her cervix. As much as I wanted to make the same mad passionate love to Jill, she wasn’t having it. She had a thirst for lust. She was grinding her womanhood on me with strong powerful strokes. I could feel her pelvis bone mash hard against my own pelvis.

Jill leaned into me and kissed me. When she broke the kiss, she bit my lip drawing some blood. She sucked on my bloody bottom lip for a couple of moments.

She kept grinding on me with a force that I have never ever felt before. My cock was being ravaged by her womanhood and I was enjoying all of it.

Jill let out a long deep guttural moan, “OOOOOHHHH FFFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK”.

We continued like that for several minutes more. Jill had the longest orgasm that I have ever been witness. When Jill was too tired to continue, my entire mid-s