I must thank Eleanor McClay forsticking this story in my mind.Hello everyone. My name is Kate. This tale takes place at Christmas timelongs ago.My cou...in Morgan and I were getting things ready for Christmas at mymom's place. We also were ready to decorate Morgan's place. My brotherMike walked in with his friend Leo. Leo was also Morgan's brother. Mikesaid, "Hey you Cheese Wieners. What are doing to the living room?"Morgan said, "We are getting ready for Christmas you turkey!"Our brothers were. I pull your head backwards telling you to hold on to my arse with your spare hand, I feed my cock back into mouth but hard and fast, till my balls are on your chin, then back out, i pull your head backwards by your hair, you take a quick breath before I pull your head back and forth, and start fucking your face hard and fast.Fucking your beautiful face in this way almost makes me cumdown your throat, but i pull my cock free of your mouth and cum on your face, you feel its warmth as it runs. What mattered wasn't MY sperm, but Omar's sperm; which was then, at that same moment, swimming madly upwards towards the tiny opening to Mara's cervix, and then on to the fertilization of at least one of her eggs! It was the whole reason we'd flown down to Kenya in the first place.Before leaving the bathroom, I carefully wiped up every last trace of my sperm from the sink bowl, and then flushed it away. Once again, I did not feel any sort of regret that I was throwing away MY OWN SPERM. Not at. ’ Danny took the ring that was for Mary off the bible. He took her left hand and slipped the ring onto the tip of Mary’s left ring finger. He then looked up at the pastor waiting for the words that he would repeat as he slipped the ring fully onto Mary’s finger. ‘I, Daniel Aaron Carpatrick, give you, Mary Elizabeth Castle, this ring,’ said the pastor. ‘I, Daniel Aaron Carpatrick, give you, Mary Elizabeth Castle, this ring,’ repeated Danny, as he slipped Mary’s wedding ring onto her finger.