Not that she had seen much semen, with no brothers and no lovers, she was lost in the woods, so to speak. The men around her noticed her beauty, but s...e sought and saw beauty only when ripped, sawn, mitered, rabbeted, and grooved. So if bringing life to wood was the ultimate test, why not bring the wood to life? As she studied and pondered, she was struck by pictures of Caryatids, the carved female figures the Greeks used as pillars on some temples on the Acropolis. Why not do that in wood?. Her breathing was already slowing as she enjoyed what I was doing to her. She sighed as I slipped my finger further inside her and felt the heat of her wetness. As I probed deeper and squeezed her nipple I felt Sam gasp and she bent towards me, eager to share a huge open-mouthed kiss as I pushed at her buttons. It only took the palm of my hand to close over her clit and move against it a few times for her to explode.It was one of the most unexpected moments of my life, feeling Sam climaxing in. She squirmed and humped and a minute later she spasmed and thrust up, "Yyyeeeessssss!"I nibbled and squeezed her clit and she twisted and thrashed, "Fffuuucccckkkkkk!"I sucked on her clit hard and she tried to push my face away. I looked up and she wiggled up and twisted as she rolled. She went to her knees and spread them wide as she put her head down and looked back. I looked at her wet and swollen pussy as I moved behind her. I caught her hips and pulled her back and against my cock sheath.I. ” Shania began to develop a glow about six months later. I warily approached the issue. “Is that some sort of spiritual thing going on?” I asked her. “You might call it an in-dwelling,” she said. “Okay,” I replied slowly. “That mean things are going to change?” “Most definitely,” she said, beaming. “I’m pregnant.” “Holy crap!” I said. I realized that I was nearing 50 and was about to be a father. Shania’s joy was infectious. Throughout the pregnancy, the hormonal changes, even the bouts with.