"Only you, Joseph. Only you be my man," she grinned."Why?" I asked her."You have big cock, but you not use it like..." She needed a translation. "A we...pon. You not scare me. Like Alexandra say: you are beautiful lover."Touched, I kissed her forehead, nose and lips. "Thanks. You honor me."We showered together, and her fascination with my cock continued. She scrubbed it cleaner than anywhere else on me by far until at last my ejaculate mixed with the pouring water. I spent an inordinate amount of. He did a complete check-up on her and when hereceived the results of her blood and urine he was smiling. Sheasked why he was smiling, and he told her she was pregnant. She said that wasn't possible because she was sterile. Heexplained that when she was checked for that it was very possiblethat she was too nervous to release an egg to be fertilized. Hetold her he had seen many times where a woman couldn't get pregnantbecause of nervousness. The magnitude of it didn't sink in rightaway. She. " The next day Sam went to the local spy store and bought a fancy camera, digital and small enough to hide, and spent the evening making sure it worked properly."Do you really think we should film your Dad," asked Maria finally. "It's our room and we can do whatever we want," Sam replied, "Besides you want to see it as much as me."Jill and I put on an inspired performance, the knowledge that the two teens were watching us an added inducement. Over a four hour period I came three times in Jill's. When we had to ride out to the pastures, we always took saddlebags with emergency food, water, sleeping bags and a tent; plus an axe and fire starting kit.As the grass that was left got too short, we started bringing hay and supplements out to the herd. When snow covered up everything, we started increasing the nutrition of the supplements and the amount of hay so that the cattle could produce enough heat to keep themselves alive. When the snow got deep, we drove them all into the near pasture.