As I am staring at her little slit I realise she has turned her head towards me and is staring up at me. “What are you looking at Uncle Terry?” A ...istinct hint of sarcasm detected in her voice.I blush bright red, and stammer out some stupid excuse.Nicola then quickly gets to her feet and sits smack bang on my hardon, Shit I thought now she is going to think I’m a pervert.“Uncle Terry may I have a glass of that wine you brought round?” Asked Nicola.“Certainly not you are too young for that.” I. In fact, if something does happen to you, I think the only way I'd survive is if I have your child or children to love and care for. I don't think I'd survive alone!" she finished hoarsely, her throat choked with emotion.Jon held her tighter to him and said emotionally, "I'm going to make love to you over and over until you get pregnant. I want to watch your beautiful body blossom with my child inside you. I want a son to carry my name and I want a beautiful little girl that looks just like. But it was girl talk at lunch several days after when the other wife joked how Mike was not really interested in her as much as he was in Karen. He kept looking over at Karen while having sex with the other husband. And she intimated that Mike may be more of a cuckold than wife swapping stag. As it was pointed out to Karen by her work friend. That might be heaven for her.Karen got him to open up about it later. In fact Mike was not only open about his interest he became excited by talking about. I still don’t know where my sex addiction came from; I could never get enough. I guess being addicted to sex is a lot better than some other things.Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed the sex but wanted something more. I never knew what precisely until I moved here to the farm and experienced being part of a family that shared everything. I walked out to the porch and sat down. I told Lexi who sat down with me, how the money I had saved up was almost gone now and I wanted to find a job to earn my.