“No Dad” “No Dad” “No Dad” Unanimously agreed. “Ladies, I’m also going to ask Marsha to move in here with us. Any objections?” Silence. Then all together, “No objections Dad” Jill, then spoke up, “Dad, I hope you know that all three of us love you. We didn’t know that you had not moved on since Mom passed away. We just assumed. We all have been hoping that you and Marsha would hit it off, but it looks like you two hit it off better than we anticipated. Finally, we all thought it was ‘cum in our pants’ sexy watching you help Sandra’s quest for a baby. If you didn’t get the job done last night, which we all think you probably did. Then, we want to help you and her create another baby for this family.” I looked over at Marsha, who once again, had tears of joy running down her cheeks. Each of the girls, went over to Marsha and hugged her and whispered in her ear. I am so proud of my daughters. All three of asian them. THE END. Thank you for reading the story all the way to the end. Please leave comments (good or bad) so I can continue to craft my stories better. Thank you…….Paul. This story is about experiencing ”NRE or new relationship energy,” while in a primary relationship like I had/have with Jim. It also will be a story that will lead into new stories describing our polyamorous lifestyle over the past 24 years. Please keep in mind that I'm going to be very Hardcore forthright about how I ”felt” and not so much how I thought, because while I was in this NRE I wasn't thinking. I was feeling. My thoughts are rarely linear or focused... well at least definitely not like men anal seem to be much of the time. I always carried many divergent points of view during our escapades. However, one foundational and generally creampie ever present thought was how much I loved and adored Jim. I’ve always believed I could skip all this new sexuality and just enjoy living with him. But that’s not the road we chose. Our path led us to a place that included other people. Many other people. Part of it was quite stressful and at times something I could have easily given up, while most of it was full of treasured and wonderful experiences. Please believe me when I say that Jim was and still is my best friend, treasured and honored, and keep that in mind during this story. I’m not going to speak much about my strong marital feelings anymore in this story. Instead I’m going to petite share my more wanton side, my wild side, a side that took quite some time for me to “make friends with” and embrace. That side of me was ”exciting, confusing, and scary” for me and Jim and sometimes all three at the same time. "Should we stay in contact with him?" It's too damn dark to see anything," Jack complained. Flip-flops encased his massive gnarled feet. He slid all the way in with ease, despite the fact that it was a rather tight fit. As we drank our beer he turned on the TV and a sex tape began to play. She wasn't wearing any panties, but she did have a cupless white bra, giving total access to her nearly inch long erect nipples. "Looks like it's your lucky day fag*ot." he spat. Heather started crying. was all I could think. “Lets go to the bed room. Mr. Bass moaned as I used everything I had ever learned about sucking cock at once on his. It bounced free of my pants as the slaves ripped them down. There was this sense of urgency she just couldn’t shake, as if tiny blue bubbles were insistently working their way up her body towards this growing pressure she felt. It’s late morning by the time I get down stairs to the kitchen. The men and women came out, all still dressed in their sterile white lab clothes. As usual, there were a jumble of children, mothers and fathers, nannies and school staff scurrying around as she saw the children safely into play with their friends. The other five grabbed me, holding asian my arms and legs and dragging me over to the bed, creampie they were being more rough than before and I was struggling against them, more for fun now. She spun around, nearly falling off the bed as if she had just seen a cucumber. No doubt tasting both of us. She winked at him before backing out and driving off. And I did Hardcore love them, more than I had ever loved anyone else. Mom petite said,” Hairy, you didn’t make my breakfast today, so I didn’t make yours. Lead anal and support I’m sure you understand.” I really doubt any normal woman would have been able to reach the support beam with just a leap. The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief as he examined Jake, the others waiting nearby holding their breath. It was so sexy. The humiliated teacher answered "Yes Ms. Simon." He kept pushing further and further into her.