“Mmm,” Janet moans as she slides off the table. Like Mark, she has been lying under a towel naked. She quickly walks over to Casey and drops to he... knees.“Holy shit,” Mark gasps as his head is spinning at the scene unfolding before his very eyes.Casey giggles and looks down at Janet. “I think he is surprised to see you down there.”“You think he’s worried about my boyfriend?” Janet asks.“He might we wondering about that, but I don’t think he’s worried.Janet looks at Mark and smiles. “I’ve been. "The traveler turned away on his stool as the barmaid moved among the tablesonce more. "Uh, huh. Yeah," he mumbled.Keep paused to pour a drink for the thin man who had heard him telling a taleand walked over to the bar. This man looked at the bartender with curiouseyes, and Keep felt obliged to continue."The night went on as normal. I served drinks and the man stared at women.His fever never abated though, and soon he spoke of being tired. Just then, alovely female cleric entered, and his eyes. I was here. Whatever doubts I'd had it was too late to back out now.He dragged me into the middle of the large bed, throwing the bedding onto the floor. "Put your hands overhead," he said. When I did he started slapping my tits. I'd asked him to online, but this was so much more ferocious than I'd expected. And yet I stood it - every slap made my nipples sting and it was so arousing.He slapped my tits, pulled my nipples hard, slapped them again. I could feel my naked pussy getting wet. . She was asleep, my beautiful baby-daughter.When my boys came home, I was in bed. The nurse had helped cleaning me, and taken care of the blood-soaked sheets. Even though it was the third time I was giving birth, I had been very worried. Anything could go wrong... But now, holding my beatiful child in my arms, close to my naked breasts, I was happy. For almost nine months I had been carrying this child in me. It had become a part of me. It was my own flesh, as much as her father was my own.