I kiss them back. Even though I am theirs, a part of them is mine, too. Sometimes, fleetingly, when they look at me, its almost as they are in awe. Do...I love them? I don’t know.There are so many questions. I still am not sure how I feel about the life growing in me. Even though it has no genetic relationship to Mistress, I know it is hers. I’m smart enough to think about all the implications of bearing another couple’s child. Legally – well, legally I had my chance to land Master and Mistress. Barb said that when the kids were older she would tell them the truth, but she wants no money from me or support from me.After we had been together, it became apparent to Barb that she cared for me and that I would be a good father, but she did not want to move from Japan and did not want the kids raised in the US. So I was told that I was just a sperm donor and nothing else was required of me.However Keri and Barb took steps to ensure that should anything happen to Barb that I would be. ‘Sit on the table and spread your legs for me.’ As the boy sat up on the table, the son told him,’I love to suck a cock and yours is a nice big size. You will fuck mom at night and I will suck your cock and you will suck mine. Soon you will learn to fuck my ass and I will fuck yours.’ The son then sucked the cock till it came in his mouth. ‘Now lean on the table while I check your ass.’ the son leaned him over the table and spread his ass and ran a finger around the bud. Then he started to lick. “Tammy is upset, that I’m leaving. She wants me to find her a replacement. She is afraid of the stretch marks of being pregnant. She does not want them showing after the baby. I cannot get out of going for two weeks. I’ve tried.” He said. My heart was pounding. My mind was racing again. I tried to act cool. “Say what!!” I said. “I know it sounds weird. I already asked my brother who says I’m crazy. You just have to be the man to help us. I’ll even pay you. $50 dollars a pop” He.