“We’re here!” said the older of the two.“Toby, if I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a million times, don’t go slamming the doors!” she...replied.“Highly unlikely, Mom. No interior door would be able to take the strain of opening and closing a million times.” interjected the other boy.“Oh, aren’t you just the smarty pants!” Jessica said as she turned towards her youngest child, Andrew. Behind her, Toby gave his brother a thumbs-up sign, grinning widely. She turned back towards Toby. “Come on,. The other job, of course, was the role of motherhood and plans were in place to make that happen soon.I didn’t think it was possible, but the frequency of our intimacy was even greater than it had been. Neither of us liked the condoms very much, but we knew it was a temporary shield to be sure the timing was right when we were ready for our family to grow.March was a beautiful month. During the first week, we took possession of our new home that my family and I built. Beth and I christened the. .. their libidoes captivated her, made her wet, made her pulse flutter with longing. Imagine! There was a time when she would have rejected a man based on meaningless emotional impulses! She scoffed at the human woman she used to be, she was... yes, a slut. She embraced the term as normal, natural. She had reached the inevitable evolution of the female organism - absolute promiscuity. She looked forward to impregnation - she knew that she could birth offspring quickly, easily, without pain or. She was completely vulnerable to the man’s assault, yet she acted like she wanted his cock inside her ass! It was difficult for Carl to imagine any woman preferring to be fucked in the ass, if given the choice, but that’s just what was happening up there on the stage! The thick head of the man’s bl**d filled cock was pushing hard against the tiny brown-pink hole, and the elastic flesh was mechanically resisting the entry of the huge male column. Carl felt sweat forming on his brow again.