Victoria too felt the strange pleasure grow, hot and pulsing like the pain. She tried to hold back, enraged that her body would dare defy the orders o... its mistress, the brain, but she had no control. Suddenly, with an especially brutal thrust, the filthy Northman came with an a****l roar, spewing his thick, white seed into her tight sex, mingling with the blood and her unwilling juices. She felt the jet pump against her battered cervix, and the sensation seemed to trigger a chain-reaction. I felt like I was less in control of my emotions, having cryingjags every so often, and I started sleeping in the spare room.We made up, and I was laying beside her when the baby kicked for thefirst time, and I got a chance to feel this little movement with myhands, like most other expectant fathers. However, unlike most expectantfathers, the next day I started feeling a kicking in my own stomach, andI rushed myself to my doctor's office.He said it was probably sympathy pains, and not to worry. She had the biggest pair of non surgical tits I'd ever seen.As the evening wore on she got more and more upset as she spoke of her stress from two years ago when the accident to her husband occured, the accident had left her husband impotent and Donna said "That's probably half your problem" she agreed and started to cry, Donna put her arms around her to comfort her and I watched.After a around fifteen minutes they parted but Donna's face was close to Karen's and as she looked at her all teary. “No, you have to now,” she said. “You have to go down and look,” and in one quick movement she took hold of her bikini pants and pulled them off.I could see the smooth bare shaved expanse of her plump little mound now, and just the top of her slit. Quickly, I pulled my towel over and laid it down between her thighs. I could feel my own body tingling as she moved her legs apart and I scrambled over between them, putting one hand on each warm soft thigh as I gazed at the pink glistening folds of.