Jacob barely spoke to his dad on the way home but his dad spoke to him. He looked over at Jacob “I want you to drive up to the mountains with max, ...e and the old guys in big john’s jeep and you can drive the pick-up”. Jacobs dads truck was a brand new pickup truck. Jacob would shake his head “what ever dad, I just don’t want shit to be different up there” Jacob would say. His dad spoke again “change is good Jake…besides us old guys aren’t going to be around forever. It’ll be good to add some. “Right now.”“Who?” I asked. “Doing what?”“Our mothers,” Lasla gasped. She threw a look around at me. “Right now.”Lasla's black hair swept about her face, the silvery highlights gleaming across the glossy locks. Her tan face was half-hidden in shadows. The moon shined full tonight. Bright. Not a cloud in the sky. It painted across the palm trees that rustled outside of the hut.“They're making love on the beach,” Lasla added as she kept pulling us along.My dick twitched at that. At eighteen, it. " And she started to stroke it to full erection."Oomph, ump!" I tried to tell her I was ready, but the slut had already mounted me,"Yesss, Oh Yes, that feels good", she cried as she slipped down my cock, when she hit my groin with her cunt she started up again, down, up, down, up. Now I know what a horse feels like.Just as I was about to cum she jumped off and started pumping me with her hand until I started to squirt my baby-making juice into the air. I thought I was finished for at least. Not yet. I took Celia’s a little sooner, but that was due to our rough past and her scar tissue that allowed an easier recovery from anal tearing. No, what I want from you is your pussy and your womb. I plan to knock you up, missy. Once you have my baby, then we’ll consider sodomy. Motherhood will soften you, make you more intuitive and nurturing, I suspect. It doesn’t always work, but I’ve seen it happen with a lot of women,” Dan related.“Any of your other women pregnant yet, Master?” Rachel.