It wasn't very ethical, but during our honeymoon we cleaned up at a casino in Monaco. We both had misgivings about having a child until we talked with...the spiders again. However, that didn't prohibit us from 'practicing'. The saying that "there's no such thing as bad sex" has always been my motto. However after the accident our loving climbed to a whole new level. We were supremely comfortable with each other and had no qualms about bringing up trying something a little different. We lived in. For another few minutes they coupled, then my wife reached orgasm, his kisses barely concealing her screams. Her orgasm called his, and I watched as his nuts tightened up, then watched the sperm flow up his cock, shot after shot of his live seed pressure washing my wife’s womb.At the feeling of the first jet of Tom’s baby batter, Jane’s orgasm deepened and intensified. Her howling became even deeper and more guttural, but as her husband, I could hear the distinct note of fear in them. Not that. A few drops of fluid leaked out of my cock as I watched Becca shake her ass. It had been raining that day, and her bloomers were getting soaked, which meant that I could see her round ass in its full glory. I grabbed the lubricant beside me and prepared to pour it out of the bottle and onto my cock. At that moment, the doorbell rang. I groaned loudly. I did not enjoy having my private time interrupted. It took me about thirty seconds to pull my pants and boxers back on, pause the DVD. We met during college and married right after graduation. He's about 6'2 brown hair and eyes. With a thin build. I suppose people see us as a pretty normal couple. We drink but not too much. Neither of us have ever been smokers.Anyway for the past few months I've been having dreams about my sexy neighbor Carly. She's about 5'6 blonde shoulder length hair with the darkest pair of brown eyes I've ever seen. She always wears tight fitting clothes that show off her perky tits. Well the other night.