Friday. The day after tomorrow. We need to go into town for supplies this afternoon.”Rachael jumped up. “Why wait till this afternoon? We can have...lunch in town. C’mon, move it old man!”Like most things, Rachael took a real interest in camping gear. I’d taken her to the store to buy a sleeping bag. The first inkling of her weird shopping habits was the sleeping bag.She liked the green one. That’s it. It didn’t matter that it was big enough for ten people. She liked the green color. Then she had. "I hate being horny, and you're a big strong man. This is an unusual situation, and we have to make our own rules." She reached up and pushed one of the spaghetti straps on her shoulder off, and then the other. The black material slid off her breasts.In the pale light from the living room, she was a gloriously sexy picture. Her tits were bigger than Dee's, slightly more rounded, but the nipples were big like her daughter's, and not as dark. They were already puckered and jutting out. He took. Main jab phone karta toh yahi message sunai deta ki ‘phone is out of service’. Maine jab mummy se pucha toh mummy ne kaha ki mama ke yahan ka phone kharab hai. meri mamai se next 3 months baat nahin ho payi. Ek din , January 2009, mein wo mujhe kisi naye number se call karti hai aur wo jo batai usse sun kar main thoda surprised ho gaya. Maami ne bataya ki wo mujhse se pregnant ho gayi thi. Mama ko jab ye pata chala tha ki maami pregnant ho gayi hai toh mama ne maami se question raise kara ki ye. All along she had been the one taking the lead. He may have started the ball rolling with the cuckolding, but it was Julie who was doing the leading now. She was the one running the show. He would follow where she led him, even if it was to position where Jeff would be the one to get her pregnant. “Who would you prefer to be the father of your child, Julie?” Jeff asked her. “Alistair, of course,” she said quickly. “He will make a wonderful dad.” Alistair felt relieved. “But if you are.