I know that what had been growing within Jenny’s womb hadn’t really been developed enough for it to be called a baby yet, but there was a tiny lif... there none the less, and Jenny destroyed it…she destroyed it without even consulting me about it first. And somewhere inside of me I felt like I was losing my friends all over again. I can’t begin to describe how I felt that day not so long ago, when I saw all five of them blown into smithereens. I could literally feel the wrenching of my heart. Clearly, my initial concerns, about what I might be turning my own flesh-and-blood into, were abandoned along the wayside, if not that first night then not long after. Undoubtedly, any lingering regret I felt had vanished by early May, when my eager pupil first experienced ass-to-mouth cocksucking.At first I had justified my behavior — and the depths of depravity to which I delved — under the self-serving conceit that I was actually protecting my child. God knows what dangers lurk for kids. Lacey's own hips rocked deeper, acting like she was being fucked. Her pussy thrust against Amanda's fingers that were fucking her deep, in and out they worked Lacey's tight hole.The water began to splash around them, the waves crashed against each of their bodies. But nothing, not even this tidal wave of sexual pleasure was going to stop either from fulfilling what they both desired.Amanda worked Lacey's pussy with her fingers like a machine, thrusting in and out, harder and deeper. Amanda. ”Ms. Williams stood there looking like she had just won her first battle in the war. In a few minutes she was standing in front of my three pregnant wives and our twelve children. She was blinking in total surprise.“Ms. Williams, these ladies are my wives. Lynn O’Dell, Erin O’Dell, and Blossom O’Dell. These are our children Margaret Erin, Penelope Erin, Paula Erin, Amy Erin, Beth Erin, Clara Erin, Genevieve Lynn, Erin Lynn, Martha Lynn, Wanda Lynn, William Blossom, and Gwenyth Blossom. They are.