He’d echoed her words but, unlike his reticent calm when she’d said them, Beth began to cry. ‘What does this mean? Is the engagement over?’ �...I don’t know,’ he said. Repeated himself. ‘I don’t know.’ And he didn’t. Always the picture of decorum and understanding, something she’d learned from living with the multi-faceted moods of her fiery father, Beth had understood. She’d given him time and space to think. To breathe. To simply be. At first, Damon had been certain the whole thing was a huge. I was turned on instantly seeing her.I wanted to know what they felt like.I got my chance when we went to sleep after lunch.we both shared the same bed and mom was fast asleep.i tried calling her but she didn't wake up i tried touching her but i think she didn't feel it as she was in deep sleep.so i took this chance and put my hand on her boob.Wow they were so huge but she had a bra on so i couldn't feel the nipples.And i was just playing with her boobs and ass but then she woke up and i had to. My trousers were next to slip down, then her hand founds it way inside my boxers as our mouths touched once more. Her tongue was thrashing around in my mouth as I slipped the flat of my hand over her motherly tummy and down in inside her leggings. There to greet me was a very skimpy pair of lacy knickers that my fingers slipped over, but all was not lost as my fingers came to rest on her bulging fanny lips instead. There was no sign of her knickers, they just seemed to disappear inside her.Her. Accompanying each name was a bio, plus a current medical history. There was also information regarding their sperms fertility rating; which, I noticed, was considerably high! What was also somewhat fascinating was their pregnancy success rating; meaning how successful they were, on average, in getting the women they had been with for this purpose actually did get pregnant. On average, at least based on the ones Nadine had already flagged as 'possibles', they came in at around 92.23 percent!.