”“You are mistaken,” she insisted.“Your parts are not moistened then?” I queried.“No more than yours,” she quipped.I looked down. My me...ber was pressing my nightshirt out like a tent pole.“I have not had my morning, ah.” I said awkwardly.“He fucks me ass mostly,” Cook interjected.“Cook," I snapped “Go away!”“Hilary said it was tiny,” Miss Latchmere observed, “But it looks monstrous!”I sighed, “Shut your rattle and lay for me, then you can show the magistrate your torn clothes and a good. Things have now progressed to my satisfaction, and you will all be pregnant in a few days. I wish all of you and your progeny good health and a happy life," It wished us before disappearing.As soon as the Eternal Flame had vanished, our Irish Wives were instantly all over Pat and me. My two Irish Wives hauled me upstairs and into bed for a long night of love and sex - especially sex. Pat and his Wives had also disappeared, and I assumed for the same reason. Gretchen slept in with our Daughters. She grabbed the strands of hair and apoligized as she pulled them back behind her head. ‘What color is your hair?’ I asked. As she began to answer, a cluster of fireworks went off in the distance. Misty jumped to her feet and began grumbling and shaking uncontrolably. ‘She is petrified of fireworks,’ I explained. ‘Oh you poor baby,’ Marlene said, trying to calm her down. Misty was having none of this and split between the two of us, jumping up the steps and aiming for the front door. ‘I have to. Suddenly she felt his hands on her panties and he began to tug. Oh my God, she thought, he's pulling my panties down. Almost without thinking she lifted her hips and allowed her son to take her panties off. Now she was totally naked and trembling."I love your ass," John whispered so softly that Becky could barely hear him. But she had heard him and her pussy throbbed."Oh God, John," she gasped as his hands came down to her ass cheeks and he began to massage them. He squeezed and kneaded her.