I would occasionally find her staring out to sea in the late evenings, until one night she whispered to me, "Ham, I want to have children. I know life...is good here, and we're happy, and I do love it, but I feel this need. When you're deep inside me, I resent it that you can't make me pregnant. Do you know anyway we can do it? I mean, do we have to leave or what?"Mom and I checked with older residents, and bounced some ideas around about what would be necessary. We both held the theory that the. Fired up the engines on the vibro’s and just got them in. It really didn’t take much to get us to the point where Mr. Orgasm came to visit. The camera would have recorded three women contorting, whimpering and shuddering like they were being tazered and, as the convulsions died away, our bodies became limp and our mood changed from ecstasy to comedy. We just started giggling like naughty schoolgirls, our faces still smeared with creamy manjuice. “Showers anyone?” Angela asked and we all trouped. ***** ?Okay that's enough, come on take him with you now and be quick with it?, I say to myself. I go outside to my van I hid there earlier in the day and get the wheelchair out of it. I go back upstairs and get him into the wheelchair. It's not easy but I get him inside the chair. Now I get him strapped in, don't want any mishaps. I put a coat over him, its chilly outside. I look around to see if there is anything I left. Everything is all right; no one can see that I was here. Ready to go. I. I could feel her abdomen react against the force of my ejaculation.Looking up at Bente, I could see from her own pounding breasts that she had experienced another orgasm watching the girl’s penetration. I slid my bloody shaft out of the girl’s cunt and Bente leaned forward to kiss it. She took the end into her mouth and wrapped her tongue around it, tasting the girl’s blood and juices. She moved her lips further down until the shaft had almost disappeared down her throat. Skillfully she moved.