Sure, she had told me that the book they were reading was an erotic book. Were they reading porn books and everyone was masturbating to the exciting s...ories? I wondered how she heard of this book club. Just what did they do, read and use dildo's on them selves?I grabbed a beer and sat down at the computer. A search for book clubs where women read erotic stories, did not turned up. There were many sites where women gathered to masturbate in front of each other, the same as men in a circle jerk.. After that he decided it was less of a sin to use condoms than to continue to produce illegitimate offspring.Father Murphy was unaware of the family connection between the Bishop and the pregnant teenagers but had he been aware he would have worried less."Are they the only ones who, to be crude about it, you and Brother John knocked up?" As far as I know, Your Excellence," the priest replied in a quavering voice."Well then, make sure. I need to know just how many of these innocent youngsters. Then she’d sucked him and had him inside her inside the array while they’d very nearly been caught. She couldn’t remember ever being more wet than she’d been then.Still, it wasn’t like they could do much at the time. She was good at handling pressure, but the frustration of having him in her and not being able to move had been maddening. Then finally she’d been able to get him to bend her over the rail, and they’d been interrupted. By that point she’d been starting to feel like Will’s curse was. Nothing in the way of official business came up for the next few months, and I had the opportunity to spend time with my wives as we waited for Anslee to give birth to our son. Finally it happened, and Henry Jorst Douglas was born. Everybody assured me that he was the spitting image of me, but all I could say was that I loved the new baby no matter who he looked like. As expected Henry J had an excellent set of lungs that he loved to exercise except when he was drinking milk from his.