The girlfriend (her name was Jodi) had on this clingy, cobalt-blue mini-dress and her silky brown hair fell all the way down to her cute little butt. ...My friend (his name is Tim) was acting like a tough guy, all shirtless and his skin tight jeans open at the top. They were going at it pretty good, but she had him wrapped around her little finger. Every time he made a move to feel her up, she would allow it for about a half a minute, and then push him away. For a first-time voyeur like me,. Good work with the ropes he thought, not elaborate, just effective. And whatever they had used to stuff her mouth was working too. It didn't matter down here of course, there was no one to hear her, or at least no one that could do anything to help her, but Freddie was always pleased when adequate precautions were taken. She was whimpering a little behind the strips of tape strapped across her face. It gave her an appealing charm. The poor girl's clothes were cut and torn, of course, but that. When the honeymoon was over she went to see a doctor about what could be done. When she came home she had the answer. She told me we were fortunate that we both wanted kids, because the doctor told her that once she had a child, she would be stretched enough that both of us would be able to enjoy sex together.The problem was how do I get her pregnant if I can't make love to her. I was thinking of artificial insemination but Kathy would not agree. She said it would have to be done the natural. I was back to studying, when suddenly I heard my brother call me. I ran to our room, to see what it was about. It’s so rare that he calls me, plus his voices really sounded weirded out. When I barged in, in our room, I got the explanation. There were sheets everywhere, he has taken off the bed sheets and pillow cases in order to do laundry. And now he was standing in front of my bed, holding his gray shirt that I was sniffing that time, when playing with myself. I put it under my pillows then.