He was killing me. I couldn't get control, and I couldn't ask him to do what I wanted him to do - go up, young man, go up!He finally took his hand awa... and returned to his place for mother watching. I resumed bed making, but kept my mouth shut. God, I was so fucking horny. My mini pad was saturated when I deplaned. Now, it was like a sopping wet sponge. I was afraid, in all the bending, stooping, and walking in tight spaces, I might squeeze that pad too tightly and send a torrent of pussy slime. O’Dell what number of babies will this be?” One of them asked.“Do you mean for me or for our family?”“Both, if you don’t mind.”“Well it will be seven for me and a total of thirteen for the family. All under the age of four! And I know Lynn wants another one and I think that I can have at least three more pregnancies before I have to stop.”“Wow! So that could be three or six or nine more just for you! Mr. O’Dell you must be very proud.”I smiled and just stood there playing the part of the. "I got up heading toward the house offering Mercy my hand, "Let's go see how ready we are."We went into the bedroom and because it seemed we were sneaking something, we were undressed and onto the bed in a heartbeat. Twenty minutes later we were back out on the patio with a fresh beer, having another sandwich, with Cheshire cat grins. Mercy and I both had put on shorts; our T-shirts had never made it off.Charlie and Shawna came out with the same type of grins. Shawna was now back in her shorts.. .one thing leads to another we have regular chats now, which are properly steamy and dripping with sex and sexual innuendos.We are on first name basis with each other now. She always asks if i am coming to her town ever...I reply if she is coming to mine.And that's just that. But time turns and one day I am in her town.I call her up and ask her to meet up.She is afraid and has trepidation because of her husband, who by the way is on his way to the office. Yet eventually she agrees to meet me.