”“What?” I was worried after thinking Sasha was pregnant and finding differently. “I remember you saying no kids until we were married.”“B... the time we get married ... naked ... I hope, I will be about five months pregnant.”I leaned back in my chair and looked at Diana. Then I looked at James.“Hey! This was not retribution for you getting me pregnant! I had nothing to do with this!” He held up both hands and laughed his ass off.I shook my head and looked back to Diana.“Pregnant?” I still. ‘We have to find Charles. Please help. He went here to look for help.’ It was clear this guy did not understand English. She started to panic. ‘Charles est mort’ It took her a while to realise that under the guttural accent of his own Arab language he was saying something in French. French she had a bit in school as any proper lady needed to know some knowledge of it. What was he saying? Mort? Was that dead? ‘Charles? Mort? Dead?’ He nodded and she saw his pity for her in his dark eyes. ‘How?’. I went down to see if I could remove the earth inside the other set of doors. It was hours before I walked into my house. I looked at the first room and it just seemed different and more like a kitchen and dining area.Angel smiled, “we are cleaning and moving things around.”I nodded, “it looks very nice.”I washed and then left and went to the other end of the float cars. The last was where I cleaned, tanned and stuffed the creatures. I stopped and stared at three separate areas alive with. I pushed my prick in as far as it would go. Then I orgasmed, shooting my warm cream into my sister. My first release of cum must have been a lot as it seemed to flow from my prick for ages. As I was shooting she was kissing and nibbling at my neck, this dirty fucking bitch was giving me a love bite. I loaded five lots of cum into her. Her mussels were squeezing every last drop from me to fill her pussy. We lay motionless locked together still kissing passionately, waiting for my hard on to go.