Wo boli kuch khaega ya peeyega or hasne lagi.Maine aaj mauka dhudnte huey bol diya ki aunty app mujhse sach me shadi karna chahti ho wo boli ha or has...e lagi to maine bola shadi k baad kya kya hota hai mujhe sikhaogi. Wo jor se hasi or boli ki tujhe shaitani soojh rahi hai lagta hai. Or wo mera paas aane ki liye aage badhi mera tent ban gya tha or unhone usse dhek liya tha. Pass akar boli puch kya sikhna chahtahai. Main bola jo aap sikha do. Unhone bola gate band karke aa jaldi. Main gate band. " "Yes," he replied, "but let's do this right. When's your next ovulation time?" "In about three weeks," she said. "Okay, no sex till then. Got it?" "Well we haven't been doing it much anyway, but okay, deal," she replied. "On that night three weeks from now... I help you make a baby!" "Great!" she exclaimed heart fluttering. They kissed and went to bed, holding each other in their arms. Three weeks later the time had arrived. Chelsea was finishing up at the office some work she needed to get. Her pussy was perfectly smooth apart from the small tuft of red hair an inch above. She was rubbing harder now, and her finger was working away at her g-spot. After a few more strokes her knees buckled and she pulled her finger out of her pussy, bringing with it a short squirt of pussy juice.She fell to her knees and I could finally see her face; Her eyes were rolling back in her head and her chest was flushed deep red. Slowly, she regained her composure and looked at the hole, where my eye. " That great oaf," Samuel Verney added, "I should quake in my boots if it were me." Madam," I added, "I have no great desire to make love to you," I insisted, "Though I should certainly prefer you in my bed to that great ox of a daughter, for she would surely break the bed frame!" It seemed funny at the time, you understand but the next thing Algy had to step forward to stop the matron striking me.I can not recall much of the evening after that, but in the fullness of time I awoke in a bed in.