” I'm curious, though, to see what else she might do, so I add, “I could watch this game all night.”“Oh, really?” She straightens again and ...alks towards me, eyes focussed on my crotch. “You don't look all that comfortable there.”“Well, these pants do seem to be getting a little tight.”“Perhaps you need some...exercise.” She's practically purring in my ear. Her accent has always been a turn-on for me. “Like pumping...iron.”Oh, the Aussie batsman just keeps that one out.The commentator's accent,. As I walked past the living room door, I saw my dad on his chair, staring out the window with his erect cock in his hand. He was ideally rubbing himself and I could see the glint of precum coating the head. I quickened my pace to get to my room and the bag of toys I had already gotten ready the night before. As I mounted the lest stairs, I heard Ambers voice floating in through the window. I rushed to my room and looked down onto the pool area. I saw Amber with her hand in her crotch, talking. She said that she had felt like she was somehow cursed.I got a lump in my throat. I knew that I wanted to be that family for her. I knew that I too had that longing; to have a family with this incredible woman. As she leaned over to give me a kiss, I knew that I would give my life to make her safe. But could I help her produce the children that she wanted to have?Sandy and I had tried, but we had come up empty. We had been planning on seeing a doctor, before the car accident. After that. I did not turn on my head and whispered him, begging to leave me alone.But he moved in closer behind me and I felt his breath on my neck as he reached around and cupped my boobs. He then took my hand and led me to the changing rooms and we both went in an empty one.There I turned around and for the first time I got a good look at him. He was a handsome guy; in his mid-thirties; younger than me…I looked at him in his eyes and begged him to leave me alone.He moved in closer, feeling up my boobs.