Now, my thoughts focused on meeting our urgent needs. For a moment, I began to think about the strange solution to this case, and the way in which the...phone call gave Sherrie and I the missing piece of the puzzle, but that faded out. Wonderful hormones filled my brain, and as you will understand as you read this, rational thinking was the last thing on my mind. Sophia raised her hips, thrusting her mound upward at me, quivering with the thoughts of the kisses to come– I descended hungrily into. “Doctor Graham’s office,” the receptionist answered.“This is Madailein Kavanagh. I would like to get an appointment to see the doctor,” I said as I had many times that morning.“And the reason for the appointment, Miss Kavanagh?”“I’m pregnant ... about a month pregnant,” I replied.“I see, and have you seen the doctor before?”“Yes, but it was many years ago,” I answered.“Just a minute,” she replied, and I could hear keys clicking over the phone. “Yes, it has been almost nine years! Are you still. She grabbed my head in her hands, and kissed me with more force and passion than anyone had ever done before. Our tongues danced in each others mouths and when we eventually parted lips we both took in gulps of air before our mouths crashed together again. This made me so hard I though my cock would burst from my jeans - Ella sensed this, and fumbled with the fastening while I reached under her dress to find the top of her knickers. Ella soon had my jeans at my ankles, but I was struggling with. ‘As father of the bride, I’m covering the reception at least.’ John agreed. He piped in. ‘You two can pay for your sisters’ weddings.’ ‘Chris, Dad, we are paying for everything. I’ll tell you guys what. You cover drinks for the reception and we’ll call it even.’ Thomas stated, his love for his father evident and respect for his future father-in-law growing. John frowned, ‘What kind of drinks are you boys talking about. If I’m buying spirits, I’m getting stuff that’ll put hair on your chest.’.