"I don't think that any of the younger children will be saying 'dad' or 'papa' any time soon. I don't think that's any problem at all. They'll hear Lo...an and Daniel saying it a lot. Sooner or later, they'll simply start using those names. Maybe each of them will use that name on only one of us at first."We should be gentler with all the kids about the name 'mom'. There are eight of you, including a real mom for each of the children. I'd really like your thoughts. I don't think having three. Julliette was doubled over giggling and trying to catch her breath. ‘Did you see what ah saw?’ she asked. ‘Do you believe it, doing it right out in the open like that? Holy shit,’ Christina replied straightening up and wiping the sweat from her forehead. ‘It was so big,’ Julliette exclaimed. ‘He was so beautiful,’ Christina replied. He had been very good looking, so much that it had strangled her breathing. That had shocked her even more than what he was doing. ‘They seemed friendly,’ Julliette. Soon, my lips were locked on her clit, my oral digit strumming it as I fingered her pussy in search of her G-spot. A sudden convulsion told me I found it, and my finger remained buried inside her as she rode out her orgasm, groaning. Coming down from her peak, she brought me back up for a hug and a kiss. “I need you to be inside of me, now,” she breathed, as she grasped my hardened eight-inch manhood for emphasis. We disentangled, and realized at the same time that the shape of the couch would. ” You like? I will just lay back with my snatch in the open. It is just too hot and it needs some air. Would you like that? Can you smell it, my buffed skinned human?” she asked. That was a lot of questions and there’s only one answer for all-YES. So, I nod and flash a grin that would make any woman gasp for air. She placed her right heel on the sill of the widow. “So flexible are we,” I barked as her left foot played with my throbbing boner. I sure loved watching her play with herself. “Do.