"Oh, honeyyy… you know better! It's just knowing you were looking…! Knowing maybe we're going to move into our own house real soon!"
He chuckled. "Can't fool me. I'm going to be ready for you when you see it! Damned if I'm not!"
I didn't say anything. I mean, what can you say to a guy like that? All you can do is squeeze him with your thighs and shiver because that beautiful, limp dick of his is still bigger in your cunt-mouth than any other you've ever had in there! And you can wiggle so your boobs sort of slide on the wet, curly hair on his chest. And you can kiss the hell out of him.
"Hey!" he whispers. "Look at that kid brother of yours!"
And you turn your head and look and a thrill of excitement goes over you and you hang onto Eric. Because that damn "do-anything" Nancy is standing in the middle of the room and she's bent at the hips, standing on all fours, with her palms flat on the floor and her knees locked. And Mark is riding her, his insteps hooked inside her knees and his own knees clamped outside her hips. And his cock is driven downward into her pussy like a great spike.
She's bouncing and he's hanging on with a wild, gleeful expression on his face. And those conical, youthful tits of hers are swinging like they're going to ring a bell! And Marky's balls are bumping her belly and she's panting and giggling and half-crying, all at the same time.
And he's yelling! "Buck… sonofabitchin'horse, Buck!"
And she's groaning. "F U C K Sonofabitchin'man, fuck meeeee!"
"Aaaiiigghhhiii!"
"Eeeooohhhooo…! Aaggghhhhhh!"
And Eric's squashing hell out of you and rubbing your ass and muttering. "Goddamn kids are going to keep us in heat all the time!"
And you're wiggling like hell and you hope to God they do! You hope to God you can invent some way for that gorgeous, thick, long, bulb-headed prick to grow in you so it never does have to come out. And you remember how long you ached for this man and how little you ever hoped he'd even smile at you. And you bounce a little just to convince you Eric and the water bed and the whole impossible thing is really happening… that it's happening to you!
And when you're still a little scared it might be like Cinderella, you squeeze him and say again, "Oooh, Eric, honey! I do love you so much!"
And he laughs contentedly. "Keep telling me baby. One of these days I'm going to believe it."
And you kiss, a long, hungry, gulping kiss.