’ ‘And then?’ I paused, uncertain. But if he was going to talk our talk then I certainly could talk our talk. ‘Well we fuck. Or sometimes he w...nts a blowjob first. Either way.’ ‘He takes you multiple times?’ ‘Yeah, usually 3 times, sometimes 4 even. But usually like two fucks and a blowjob or two blowjobs and a fuck.’ ‘He eat your pussy?’ I couldn’t tell now if he was judging or not, but I hoped not. ‘NO! Cause we fuck, so it would be like gross.’ ‘What about before that?’ ‘Before I’m usually. For... for making you cry. For causing so much trouble." Imanaged through my sobs."Nonsense! You didn't make me cry. I'm crying because I feel helpless.Because I don't know how to fix this for your. You didn't cause anytrouble, you didn't ask for this. You didn't do anything wrong. Actuallyaccording to Dr. Rutherford you did something very right by keeping yourjournal. without the journal they might not have found the problem untilit caused you some serious problems. So you see you don't have. " And we did.Later, I walked with Spring. "Something is still unsettled in my mind. I thought it was Karen, but it's something else."Spring said, "Are you worried about us?"I knew she meant the pregnancies. I nodded."We'll be alright. And remember, it's what we want."We weeded the garden together and I repaired the roofs. I spent the afternoon cutting the grass in the small pasture for hay. Cutting a pasture by hand was sweaty hard work. I took a dip in the cool water of the pool at the creek. “I’ve got something for that” She hops up and runs to the bathroom. She walks out holding a small bottle of lube. I sit at the end of the bed watching her approach me. Big tits staying still as she walks. Hard cock swaying between those amazing legs covered with suspenders. She stands in front of me and hands me the bottle. “give me your hand” She doesn’t flinch, pits her hand out. I squeeze some lube onto it. “get it wet for me”. She stands right in front of me whilst rubbing her ass. My eyes.