Gently placing Claire in the wagon, I got a cloth dipped in water and put it on her forehead. Checking her wound again, I looked at the depth and the ...ondition of the cut. I didn't see any sign of white tissue so I decided that stitches weren't needed. I cleaned it out with boiled water and re-bandaged it again.Getting out of the wagon I greeted Corrie, who had come around to check on things. I told her and my other wives that Claire would be all right. Going over to Louise, I asked if she was. He started to moan my name loudly and all of a sudden he busted his huge load into my mouth. He got on top of me and we made out. I could still taste his cum in my mouth. I usually don't like the taste of cum but his was different than everyone else's. His was so delicious I could eat it all day. "Princess, if you can get me hard again, I will fuck you so good that you'll beg for more."I sat there for a minute trying to think of what to do then it hit me. I figured he liked his ass being. "Then," said Mr. Chambers finally. "If you have them... Then why do you need Brandon?"The napkin dropped from my hand. "Is that what this is about?" Jeez, you guys," Brandon said tiredly."I don't spend so much time with Brandon because I need some, some surrogate parent or something," I said. "I spend time with him because I love him. Yes, I love him—I enjoy his company, I like the way he makes me feel. But it's not like I couldn't live without him. I'm not dependent on him. I don't— Well, if. I was about to begin twenty years or so of hard labor and poverty. I was about to lose most of my husband's love because of something I had no fucking control over.My mother loved Reid. And believe it or not his mother loves me. I guess that's why they started putting so much pressure on us and wanted to make us leave our easy, carefree lifestyle and enter into the prison of being parents. They wanted to see my body transformed into something that more closely resembled ... Theirs. They wanted.