Frieda strokes it tenderly a few times and lets it go. I'm sick with yearning."I can do what I like with it, can't I? she asks."Oh, yes," I say."I hav... you in a fragile state, don't I?" I nod vigorously. I'm enthralled, a fragile state."I know my daughter puts you into this state as well, and you tell her you're her slave." I nod again, a little less certainly. I don't see what she's getting at. Is she saying I'm disloyal? But that's not it. "You're young," she says, "and Toni is younger. A. I say relatively, because while it was mostly flat, there were still a few rough patches here and there; signs of whoever had used it before us.The first order of business was to install the dasher boards so we didn’t constantly lose pucks in the deep snow, made substantially easier thanks to Abi’s engineering. The boards themselves were made out of polyethylene, each outfitted with at least two fifteen centimeter steel spikes that would help anchor it down and prevent the boards from moving.. Stay with me...” She was trying to talk me back to alertness, having confused my short attention span for oncoming unconsciousness. She brushed her hand across my face and kept speaking, urging me to try and remain awake.Her hand felt like a spring breeze as she brushed a stray hair off face. My hormones responded to her kindness and beauty. I felt myself wakening more by the minute and Tara seemed to come alive as I did.The troubling thing was that even as I accepted my death as Phil Rasmussen. “Oh yes “she said ,still rubbing her finger around slowly on her pussy”I have never been this full of cum.I can feel it deeper than I have ever inside me”she said as she softly moved her fingers up and down beside her lips. “There isn't much seeping out either”she said when she took her hand away and looked at her fingers . “You are being seeded now”I told her one more load should seal the chance that a baby will come. Rachel never wanted me to cum before her”I said “but I couldn’t feel it when.