I suppose you could describe my relationship with Miriam as slightly less than cordial but not unfriendly. We never attempted to 'talk our problems th...ough' but always politely asked after each other's health, and how each other's career was progressing. She seemed to have come to terms with the more unpleasant aspect of her job, that of having to make people redundant, and I'm sure she was always most sympathetic and caring when she handed them their cards. I would sleep in the spare bedroom. Holding her pretty face, Don guided the girl and soon she had established a smooth rhythm, licking the tip, then engulfing it with her soft lips and then sliding her mouth down over it until it bumped the entrance to her throat and she uttered a throaty, gagging sound.The novice cocksucker liked what she was doing. The feel of the big, hard cock sliding between her lips was sensual and exciting and she could tell from her brother in law's moans and gasps that she was giving him pleasure. She. .....Is......Is... it even possible?”, she asked with a heady voice. I thought about her being alive again, or what we believed. “If you are even sort of alive now, my love, then yes.... you are with child now.”, I spoke to her with my muzzle in the soft tresses of her hair. “Pregnant.”, she stated happily. “If it is true.... then this is a new beginning for our two peoples.” “Yes, my love. It is a beginning, but if true, it is most definitely not going to end.”, I said and accentuated. Carol froze in her tracks. She couldn't move or speak. She started to panic. 'I'm in big trouble.' she thought.Mort laughed. "You're not in trouble." He walked in front of Carol. "I can read thoughts. Please, sit down Carol." Carol felt herself moving towards the chair and sitting down. When she was seated, Mort waived the wand again and she was back to normal. "As I said," he continued "I'm the Love Fairy. Normally, I work in Anxiety closets but I'm helping out for a week or so against my.