"The baby is also practicing sword strokes. Don't you dare smile, Ginaz!"The upward curl to Swordmaster Ginaz's lips was only perceptible to those he ...erved and served with. No one remembered the smile prior to Okugata Kinjo's first joke about her second child and sword practice in the womb."I'm glad our son is not here," Okugata Kinjo said, instantly sorry as the Swordmaster's smile faded. He was prohibited from doing his duty of training the Kinjo heir. Of everyone, Swordmaster Ginaz had been. ‘If I’m being forced to go to school, can I at least have a coffee to wake me up?’ Annalynne asked bitterly. ‘My word, you’ve got your handful with that one haven’t you?’ Jennie laughed, as she moved into the living room with her coffee and turned on the television. ‘No you cannot.’ Lori replied sternly, ‘you’ve behaved badly enough today as it is, I don’t need any more cheek out of you. Now if you’re not going to eat your cereal like a good girl, then go upstairs and brush your teeth.’. Mark himself was of medium height and weight, perhaps even tending towards skinny; black hair that never seemed to look good with any style, and plain brown eyes. He had always thought of himself as lucky, and that Jen was too good for him: she looked almost like an angel. She was of medium height, but had barely any waist. Her light brown hair seemed to radiate, and hung well past her shoulders; her blue eyes were soft and gentle, her tits were not huge, but firm, and her ass was as tiny as. I thought I was going to blow so I stopped stroking and moistened my finger and rubbed it into my own arse lips to mimic what was happening to my Dad just a meter away. Electrical sensations radiated around my body as I tickled my own entrance and imagined what my Dad was feeling, as Mark was pleasuring him in the same way. Mark’s cock stood firm and drooled a little precum as he concentrated all his efforts on my Dad, I could almost reach out and touch it if I had wanted to. My Dad was.