“As for thinking it’s a bad idea, no, not necessarily. I think it’s a very difficult path to walk. You need to count the cost before you attempt...it.”“Isn’t that true of everything?”“Yes, of course. But I have a question for you — what do you expect me to do while you attempt to navigate the path? We can’t date, and we’ll have limited chances to see each other. It’s kind of tough to really get to know each other in that situation.”“You don’t think I’m worth the effort?” she asked, looking down. But the worst of all was the milking machine hooked to my cock that pumped 24/7 at maximum speed, pumping my cum into a big receptacle. To ensure that my balls kept producing cum nonstop She gave me shots every few days to increase my testosterone and also forced me to swallow huge amounts of Viagra every day! Occasionally She would stand in front of me and do a slow strip tease with the song 'The Stripper' playing at a high volume! She delighted in this cuz She knew it drove me crazy with lust. I could feel her body begin to become tensed and her breathing became heavy. Anju put her both palms on my head and was grinding her pussy against my face. I didn’t do anything against her pressure just let her do the remaining as she made final thrusts and twists with my face and suddenly withdrew her vagina from my face and lifted her legs from my shoulders. I left her to relax for few minutes and just kept our bodies touching for the warmth. I didn’t want to go for full fledged sex there and. Remembering that Glen had finished her period only about ten days earlier, I finally thought about the fact that, despite being identical twins, we DIDN'T have the exact same cycles.I guess that proves that biorhythms are bullshit, once and for all! I'm glad we never wasted any money on them.But, back to daddy's diary.He was now planning to let himself go, and if Glen or me turned up pregnant, he knew he had a discreet doctor to deliver the child. Furthermore, he fully expected to make us a.