My own climax was starting to fade as someone gave me the glass of sperm. There was about an inch or so of semen left in it. I emptied the glass in on... go and swirled the cool grey goo around my mouth. I didn't climax but within seconds my vaginal spasms were back at full power giving Phil's penis even more pleasure.His member pulsed harder and grew in size slightly. Inside me his penis was still spasming hard as more and more semen was pumped relentlessly into my womb. It just went on and on. It was always amazing and a concern for me. Did the people watching think that we were running a military camp? Would someone think they should call DFS because our kids seemed so regimented?That reminded me that I needed to call Ms. Margaret Williams at DFS about some things. She was on our side when it hit the fan after Halloween, but I needed to keep her there and she wasn’t aware of some of our family’s habits. I was brought back to the present by a loving pat on the butt from Blossom.“Hey,. . on to other matters. It's my guess that you'll give birth in about two weeks. There's a full moon in two and a half; that day will be the most likely one. Do you have any family or friends you would like present at the birth, Charley ... someone else... ? Be honest ... think of yourself, first; don't invite any one just because you feel you must. Any person who's not really welcome will just sour the atmosphere." No ... I don't have any family left. I don't want Charley! There's maybe one. " His breathing picks up and I feel him get harder under my fingers. "Meet me by the Sunday school bathrooms if you'd really like to get to know me." I stand up and walk out of the row of chairs and back down the isle to the exit doors. As they shut I quickly round the corner and go down the hall past the Sunday school rooms which are now shut and full of children. I go to the end of the halls to the bathroom I realize almost no one uses during service and lean against the wall waiting again.