I thought, Nora and her husband had stressed themselves by trying too hard. Their bodies were affected in a kind of negative way to affect their abili...y to conceive. In my view, they did not enjoy the game of sex, instead they were only going through the motions of making a baby. I told her to relax. She told me that she was under an immense pressure for a baby from her husband, her in laws and her own parents as well.I began to explain her that I had an idea that might get the stress off her. Please do not concern yourself yet. It may not be anything at all. Teresa's fine, I just know it. Wait until we've heard what your shipmate has to say before becoming needlessly stressed."Isabel returned a skeptical weak smile and nod.Cog looked worn out. His face reflected the trouble his shipmates had predicted and his posture indicated that he must have traveled all the way by foot.He had given Dancort's note to Claire and after her having read it, with a fallen face she handed it to. I had been asleep for no more than a few hours when I heard the bed frame once again rattle up against our wall. Tim and Ann were going at it again, and I did my best to fall back to sleep. They went at it for a good hour, and I heard Ann scream out Tim’s name again and again. She cried out numerous times, “Give it to me, Tim! Fuck me harder!” When Tim was finally ready to cum I heard him moan out, “Oh, god, baby! I am going to cum inside you!” Seconds later, I heard him grunt for several. It feels like his dick is filling her entire body taking what little breath she has left away. Slowly he pushes the tip of his cock in and out her ass until her sphincter muscle stops fighting its intruder. He grabs her hair with his right hand and yanks her head back. “This is what you like, right, getting fucked in the ass. I want to give you what you like.” He releases her head and slaps her ass twice with his open palm.“How does my dick feel up your ass?”“Good,” she says.Again, he slaps her.