Now, Jake was looking at me and seeing somebody who was only a couple of years older, and he was wondering how to get his hands on the goose with the ...olden eggs.I listened as he laid out his proposal. Some of it was enough to make the toughest accountant’s eyes glaze over. There was stuff about S corporations and C corporations and capital gains taxes and distributions and shares, and God only knows what else. After about an hour and a half, I made the time-out sign. “Okay, so we can do this,. I slapped her ass and then yanked her by her pony tail back to me and I whispered in her ear, “Cum quick, my little sister and I let you swallow my load instead of making you leak the rest of the day!!”It was not two minutes later that I felt her tighten up and she grabbed my arm and bit the back of my hand almost hard enough to break skin! I felt her juices coat my balls and start running down my thighs as she shook and shivered and I had to fight like hell to not blow my own load into. Their morning sickness wasn't as pronounced as Bountiful's had been, so neither really noticed. I was the one that noticed that their periods had stopped. When you live on top of each other the way we did, it's hard for a man not to notice these things. It's even more the case when sanitation for menstruation isn't a nearly invisible tampon that goes out in the trash, but instead is a cloth pad that has to be washed and cleaned and dried down at the river. I figured that Ashes was probably a. I gulped in a lungful of air like I was about to dive into the Potomac.Then the girl stepped forward, lifted her shift and sat on my hairy legs with her bare knees resting on the edge of her bed. They was pressed against my thighs, still cold and shivering some. She wiggled forward until my straining prick was in among her curly hair, prodding at her and looking for a good place to get in out of the cold. Her felt boots was bumping my legs, and her knees was digging in behind my rump.She reared.