It became obvious to Kate that she was the reason I was getting sick. One morning after a bad session with the john, Kate brought the subject up as I ...as trying to leave without waking her. I was headed for the door when she spoke from the gloom of the living room. It surprised me, as I had not seen her sitting there."Why does it make you ill to be near me, Tom," she asked me pointedly. "You used to like making love to me. Do you have a girlfriend?"The irony of the question brought a grim smile. She had on her matching black panties, the pair that he loved the most. She was trembling from the rush of excitement and each of his touches sent electric waves pulsing towards her heart and between her legs. She could feel the dampness on her panties. A feeling only he could create so well. As he kissed his way up her thighs, she almost collapsed. Quickly however, he steadied her by sliding his hands onto her buttocks. Soon, his lips reached the point on her thighs where her panties began.. ....I see he's done this before and likes it. Good to know. I bend the yard stick back and smack him repeatedly on his ass and his thighs until they are a nice burning red color. I look around his hips to see his cock his hard and pulsating with need. "Spread your legs more and tilt up your hips. I want to see your rosebud. Do it fast or I'll be spanking it as well." I dictate. He does as he's told and I see his pretty pink rosebud winking at me. I lift up my skirt.and adjust my. I had insisted that he put every available drop of his sperm into my vaginal tract even though he had fantasies about using my mouth and butt as alternative entries to get his nut.I suspected he was doing my sister Louise in those other non-baby producing places because he was partial to her teenaged body and the way she acted when his nervous cock was in close proximity to her and when they both thought I wasn’t looking and didn’t have a clue.I worked for a real estate broker with rich clients.