She told me that it had never happened before until we met.She reached up and ran her fingers through her thick blonde hair and then back down to her ...erfectly shaped C cup breasts. Pinching her nipples and getting them even harder.“I love you baby. I never want to stop fucking you.” She said, speeding up her gyrations.She is the perfect woman. Fulfils every sexual desire I could have. I was extremely lucky to have such a good woman in my bed wearing the ring I had given her.She gently. Neither of us spoke a word as I stroked her breasts, pulled at her nipples, and ran my hand up and down her beautifully curved back. She had brought me slowly, gently, quietly out of my dreams into a fantastically sexy scene of heart-pounding reality. Now she was waiting for a signal from me to end it all with a rush.I tried to hold back and make it last a while longer, but it was no use. She had pulled me out of my dreams so perfectly that I roared into wakefulness like a freight train. She. I closed them around her, patting her back, whilefor her, it was obviously more than a friendly hug. Her hands wererunning all around my back until they finally settled under my apron'sskirts on my ass."I'm so glad we've had this talk," she said brightly, kissed me on thecheek and left me with my work."Hey," I said as I finally came back to the living room, "what did Imiss?" Not much, just womanly chatter," Helen replied, "but do I see lipstickon your cheek? What did I miss? What were you two. The rest of the kids, have been more hit and miss with only half of them receiving it.I ended up with eighteen kids because the girls from the third and fourth gestations had this idea that their first child had to be mine. When I informed the girls that I wouldn’t service them unless they were eighteen, I would only service when in season and only until they fell pregnant, they were a little peeved.I suspected some of them were more curious as to why my girls still slept with me one night a.