It was the only way we knew to banish the memory of Jason, even if it was just for tonight. I slid my hands around his neck, staring into his eyes. �...I love you,’ I whispered. He lowered his head for a moment before looking at me again, pain and anger and love battling with each other in his eyes. He entered me fully in one slick movement, groaning against my neck. Holding himself still, his lips found my ear. ‘I just don’t know what I would do if I lost you,’ he gasped. I nudged his head to. Margaret suppressed the gagging reflex, determinedly sliding her wet, sucking lips onto the blood-beating hardness of his cock. She stopped forcing her head down when she had over a third of his immense cock jammed between her lips.The horny mother started sucking, puckering her cheeks to increase the suctioning pressure around his cock meat. Henry's prick tasted very good, pulsing rhythmically on the roof of her mouth. Margaret listened to her own slurping, smacking sounds of cocksucking. I was in my off site office and went to go through these files and found a whole new folder of new nudes and masturbation videos and I promptly went to my bathroom to Jack off myself shooting wads of cum at the thought that she was now making these for me. She knew I was married but she also knew that I was not getting sex near as much as I wanted. On my drive home she called me and just said “shut up and don’t say a word for the next few minutes” while masturbating she made more of those. Look, he's doing itright now!" The baby was softly glowing again. Other changes werehappening again. But this time it was the whole room. It was no longerthe laundry room, but a nursery. My sons bed room. It was filled witheverything he could ever need. Toys, a rocking chair and a ton ofdiapers and necessities."What is he? I mean my son? No...Your son?" I was confused. Somehow thatlast glow made me doubt my mind. He is my son, yet I somehow feel thathe's Paula's son too? I stepped back. I felt.