"But what about you, Sandra? How do you feel about Miles donating his sperm to impregnate other women?" Well, I do think it was my idea, actually," sh... says. "We have two small kids already, and I have had my tubes tied, because I do not wish to have more children. And then I had the thought that it was a shame letting Miles' semen go to waste, with lots of couples having trouble getting pregnant by themselves."Sandra has been rubbing her hand continuously over Miles' cock, and Miles is. After cutting the cake, he said he has to leave with his friends and go to the club. For the first time, Shruti asked if we can all go to the club. Rohit smiled and nicely explained to Shruti that they don’t allow traditional wear in clubs, maybe next time we can plan for it and change to some modern outfit.Shruti understood and accepted. Then Rohit demanded, “Where’s my birthday gift?”Shruti looked at me and said, “Nishu forgot to get it, what do you like anyways?”Rohit smiled, “I can settle. He just wanted me to bring more of my friends’ home for him to play with. It always seemed that I was just the gateway for him to get into their pants and let me tell you many of those gals no longer speak to me because of him, Mr. quick dick,” BJ says causing a big laughter from the other two gals.I chime in, “You haven’t found that to be the case with us, have you?” I ask even though I know the answer.“No, not at all David, or am I supposed to call you Daddy? I hear several of the girls call. Her head was tilted back, her moaning now continuous. I felt her thighs clamp onto my temples, my cheeks. She was cumming again, her fluids flowing freely now. I could feel the wetness all down my chin, my cheek, my neck. Her excitement made me excited. My cock, responding to her obvious arousal, rose. Patricia raised herself, slipped backwards, guided my cock into her sopping wet pussy, and tightened her PC muscle so I experienced tight wetness enveloping, caressing, my cock.“Oh, god,.