After breakfast they kissed goodbye at the front door. Just before thedoor closed she called after him."I love you!"Your turn she thought.She hurried ...o shower change and do her makeup. She really needed newmakeup. Some of what she had must be years old. She looked at her hairand wondered if it was long enough for a women's style. She thought in afew more weeks, possibly.She went to a chemist to get some makeup and paid by tapping the card.She thought to get a bottle of Armani perfume, but it. He was washing his cock and not bothering that she was there. He was stroking an almost fully developed erection with his soapy hand. Emma’s pussy spasmed involuntarily, causing her to lean against the wall for support.Instantly Randy was at her side. “Hey, you okay babe, what happened?”Here was Emma’s chance; she reached out for that soapy, thick, cock protruding from the man’s groin. Now she would succeed.“Ouch, hey! What was that for?” Emma’s hand had been slapped away from the prize she. The lab has salty and musky smell which can be best described as the smell of sex. Penny is covered I a mixture of sweat, Zunpa cum and dust. Her blonde hair is what you could call a mess. There are marks visible on her arms and her waist, where the Zunpa held her with his claws and legs. The medics signal me that she is alright and we pick her up and transport her to the examination room. As soon as we arrive there, I’m handed the scan results. „Very good, the impregnation was successful“ I. This custom has continued for two centuries, and not a single father of the bride has, to my knowledge, felt ill-used by it. He has been revered, admired, and mourned when death has come for him.“Naturally, this has had to be a very closely guarded secret for many generations, but we hope that, someday soon, it can be done in the open, when society has progressed enough to embrace our very different way of life. A few sons, you know, brothers of the brides, have resisted it, but soon enough,.