Then one day the doodles really threw me a curve. Jorja told Mary that she was pregnant. It was--it really was true, the information was right there i... the doodles. I was the father, or so the doodles said. I believed them, how could I not?Days went by and Jorja never told me that I was going to be a daddy. I was waiting. Why the holdup? Then things got really serious. I could tell that Mary was trying to convince Jorja to meet her lover. The bitch! Who did I label a bitch? Mary, or Jorja. Damn. I also want anyone stopped at the gates carrying a bow or crossbow.”He nodded, “Do we bring them in?”I sighed, “Not if the guard knows them or knows of someone that can vouch for them.”He nodded again, “I’ll make it happen.”He turned away as I continued on. I was almost to the Keep when it happened. The seemingly drunk sailor was beside a corner tavern as I passed and he tripped. He staggered towards me flailing his arms and I spun, drawing a dagger. I swept the dagger up to meet a descending. Does she expect me to just marry the first guy that will tolerate me, just like she did? I wish I was never born." Well, I've seen your nipples, and they're probably the prettiest nipples I've ever seen." That's right, Lynn, order sunny side up and get served an egg yolk." Don't be so hard on yourself, Angie. I've never grown larger than an A-cup, and John seems to enjoy them. He says large-breasted girls aren't anywhere near as enjoyable as being with someone who clearly shares her enjoyment. She sucked and swallowed as fast as she could; taking every new pump, I had to give.Mum looked up and slipped my semi hard cock out of her mouth, wiped her lips and stood up. Mum pulled me on to her mouth, her tongue broke through my lips and she kissed me with wildness and passion.She broke free and backed on to the bed, shuffling her arse up the bed until her head reached the pillow. Mum raised and parted her legs at the same time, with me seeing the full extent of her hairy pussy and lips.