She led me to an empty consultation room where I waited for our family doctor's opinion of my ability to have a family.Fifteen minutes later the docto... came in. He was concerned, and he delicately said, "I've looked at your sample, Mark, and it appears that your suspicion is correct. There are a number of tests we can run to find out what the specific cause is, so we'll know what treatment options..." Doctor, you misunderstand. I have no intention whatsoever of getting any treatment. If God has. Just on and on, questions like that.Our verbal play got us pretty worked up and we ended up fucking like crazy with Tracy pretending she was Andrea, telling me that she wanted me now that my wife was out of the house and stuff like that. Well, it was the best sex we'd had in quite some time. I fucked her through three orgasms and I went through two, something that hadn't happened in quite some time. We went at it for maybe two hours.Then, the very next Friday night, I had just come home after. For what surely seemed like an eternity to him, he stares, completely forgetting where he is or what he should be doing. His mouth has fallen open, and I can see a puddle of drool beginning to form just inside his lower lip. He begins to lean forward, as if hypnotized; I loudly clear my throat, startling him. He jerks, looking up at me, then at her face, glowing with a knowing smile. His eyes drop again to her humming pussy, then up to me again. Standing hurriedly, he drops the shoe he'd. His mother was dead. He'd only been hunting for bear tracks and instead he had found, or rather been found, by the father he'd always wanted to meet.Considering the circumstances Snow almost wished he hadn't met his father. Shaking his head to clear such thoughts Snow scolded himself out loud."It's not his fault, mother made him promise to find me if she died." As Snow said those words he wished wholeheartedly that he could have met his father under any other set of circumstances. "Whatever.