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Tyshawn had his hand in between her legs and Hank could see him run his finger over her clit. Hank heard her moan into Jesse’s mouth. He concentrated on driving as he listened to his little teacher moan again. He may have to take the long way home. As in the first two parts of the tale this is a story of pure fiction where any similarities to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. This part of the tale takes place six months after the events of part 2. Celeste had moved in with Daniel and Ashley and their baby boy Nicky, and the four of them had settled into a happy routine of ‘happy families’. Celeste held up her end of the bargain and would babysit Nicky while his parents spent some more quality time together, and Ashley and Daniel welcomed Celeste into their home as she gave up her expensive as hell flat and took up residence with them as her pregnancy began to take hold of her body. Matt had gone off to war, and Afghanistan would be his home from now until his return in six months time. He had taken the news of Celeste’s pregnancy as a sign that he needed to sort his life out once and for all and had sworn ‘I will not return home until I am the man that my family deserves’, his every spare dollar came flooding back home in the post and his term of service would not end until he was worthy of being called ‘dad’. The last night that anything had happened was nearly six months ago to this very day, a Friday as it happened and Daniel was none the wiser as to what if anything else could ever happen in his and Ashley’s life as they contemplated what to do this cold and stormy weekend!. Daniel Hi, my name is Daniel, if you didn’t know by now. I would like to tell you this one last tale of a very special time in my life when everything was good and nothing, no nothing it seemed could dampen my sense of happiness and fulfilment. I still work in the factory that I have worked in for so many years; so many that we cannot quite remember how long it has been, ha. The final two steps on the ladder to becoming the manager have slowly slipped away from me in the last few months since I became the factory manager. The company was bought by a large conglomerate of firms and the managerial structure changed for the worst with it. Don’t get me wrong, I still have a pretty good pay packet and the job is now secured for a long and troubled free future but there is no longer the opportunity to become the actual manager of the whole place. Some big wig chief in DC now gets to decide the person to become manager and he employs his own ‘special people’ to do the top jobs for him. I kept my job role and title while my old boss lost out to some fancy dandy from the big city. Ashley still works in the pre-school nursery that she has always worked in, the one our son goes to. She had been content to keep doing the exact same thing that she had been doing since she began working there, teaching the next generation of the human race the basic things they need to start their lives. She did this job very well as any parent whose child attended the school could have told you if you would have only have asked them. Then just two months ago and all out of the blue the headmaster had retired, just up and left the school and even the state. With the prospect of Claire Collins running for the vacant job (a dictator of a teacher and friend to few), Ashley felt she had little option but to go to night school, get the degree and challenge for the job herself. Plenty of teachers, parents and members of the school board had very openly given her their backing and pushed at every opportunity for Ashley slut to take the job, even if she at that moment did not creampie have the relevant qualifications. A temporary headmaster would be placed in charge for at least the next six months while they looked for a permanent replacement. Celeste gave up her flat and moved in with Ashley, Nicky and myself. We charged her fifty dollars a month, we had said she could stay with us for free as our rent was so doggystyle low but she would have none of it. She would have paid the full one hundred, but we settled on half each. Her pregnancy was now six months in and her belly, and breasts had begun to swell to a whopping size, ‘twins’ was the constant answer for the sudden gain in weight and appetite. Her nipples would visibly leak milk as she sat on the sofa talking to Ashley and on many an occasion her nightgowns would stain from breast to crotch as the creamy fluid poured free from its holdings. And yet all this paled into insignificance compared to the hot flushes and sexual frustration she endured as her cravings turned more and more sexually orientated. Many nights as Ashley and I (who still enjoyed tits the benefits of her husband’s cock during her pregnancy) got into the groove and enjoyed our sexual satisfactions, we heard the sounds of vibrating sex toys. The occasional ‘ohhhhh’ followed by the sudden silence was a dead give away to what Celeste was doing in the other room. The nights when Celeste was of a somewhat more vocal inclination were the nights when Ashley herself would let rip with one big ‘over the top’ orgasm. If I did not know better I could have sworn that the two women were thinking the same thing at the same time, maybe my cock? For six months Matt had been away in the army. He took the news of Celeste’s pregnancy pretty good and swore that he would do big the right thing by her, even if it meant him staying in the army until such a time that he could prove he was a worthy man to their child. He enlisted for at least another five years, not exactly what Celeste or Ashley had hoped for when he said he would prove to them he would be a worthy father and not the easiest news for the girls to take as their pregnancies took hold. That does it....I am lost....it is over. As I got penetrated I heard the motor in the Sybian start-up. Tera’s binds popped free, and the chairs we all sat in started to melt back into the street. The ground floor was a tits large windowless air conditioned square room with an oaken bar doggystyle counter running the length of one side, in the center was a good sized wooden dance floor, and against the wall, opposite the bar counter was a small stage; the rest of the tavern had chairs and tables. “I have my own fantasies. When the foreskin pulled back off the head, the head kind of popped into view. “W-with what?” she asked, blinking rapidly as her daydream evaporated. How dare that brute touch one of my women. She slumped down onto my chest almost totally limp, I wrapped her in my arms and we lay there trying to get our breathing slut under control. I was shocked at how much I enjoyed it. I put my head on his chest and yawned, “Okay.” Her face is forced into the cushion, he can see her begin to struggle as she realizes her own body weight now pins her arms before her. I tightened my grip on his creampie stiff penis, encasing it firmly in my palm before scoring my thumbnail over the tender opening of his helmet-head. She seemed irritated and uncomfortable. "Yes my darling. How long?” “That works out because I don’t think Brian and I are hanging out that day, and I wouldn’t want him to have to knowingly sit out out like that.” She still thinks about me and the good sex we had. I should have been having the time of my life, but I didn’t know my way around Dallas, and I wasn’t old enough to get my driver’s license anyway. "Looks like it still big needs to be jacked off, what do you think?" Her saliva had dripped down from his cock and was now completely soaking his balls and collecting on the sheets. “And I love you, Melissa.” Push it all the way in you know I can take it. “King Dreus is betting that our greed will divide us.