Seems she's worried when the time comes you won't be able to do what needs done," Ma said, giving me a shrewd look. "You go in there and set her mind ...traight about it, you hear me." I nodded, wondering if she meant what I thought she meant.I had some things to talk over with Sissy too. Jack'd given me a lot to think on, and one of the things he'd said really worried me. Sissy was a strong minded girl usually, and she didn't take shit off'n nobody. But if'n she came with me she'd have to do. And if his sperm count was low the doctor suggested there were things they could do that would raise it. But Carl wouldn't think about any thing but natural childbirth for them.She was coming to see only two possibilities. The first was accepting that she would never have a child. If she chose that one her future stretched out bleakly before her. She saw herself becoming bitter and cold. The marriage would be a shambles with no joy. Life for both of them would become desolate, a desert with no. He did it again, aiming for the red mark, harder. She cried out and shoved herself all the way onto his dick. He could feel her pussy milk him while she panted and thrashed almost silently. It took him a few moments to realize that she was cumming. A fierce joy warred with an equally strong pride. He’d done that. Shock replaced his exultation. He didn’t think a woman could cum without clitoral stimulation. Confused, he backed up. His dick did not want to leave that tight, wet hole. He didn’t. "Oh ... oh ... Mom..." Donnie was moving faster, faster, my son responding by tensing. "Cumming..." I was shocked when my son began to ejaculate into the boy's mouth. I watched as Donnie kept Dexter's spurting penis between his lips, swallowing the cum flooding his throat.Dexter relaxed and Donnie pulled off his length, semen running over his lips to trail onto my son's body. He stared at Dex a moment, then said, "your turn."Dexter nodded. If I'd been surprised to see another boy sucking my.