The thingy felt it was growing in her hand. Several strokes later, she was sure of it: it was magically growing. Amazed, she increased the pace gradua...ly, almost reaching the same speed she saw the woman applying on the video. And it became so big, and so hard, and yet, it still felt smooth. The small mushroom on top was now completely exposed. Now it resemble the one she saw earlier. Some more stroke later, she realized it was oozing some liquid on top of it. Not as white nor abundant as on. " Nothing else?" I queried."Well perhaps one thing else." What would that be?" I want to give you a child! Please Jack. Our baby." She blushed, very prettily I have to say.Now I already had a daughter, Libby. Who I saw only occasionally, and those meetings were fraught with bitterness. In the divorce her mother got custody, and I had visiting rights, but as usual in these cases, my ex-wife managed to put all sorts of obstacles in the way of my visits. Little obstacles like moving, and not. I offered her to help in putting lotion on her soft skin. I also offered her the drink which I already made ready for her.She took a few sips of drink and then again walked away, looking for in her wardrobe. She put on her bath gown and pulled out the towels. She took more sips of whiskey and then started drying her hair by the dressing table. Perhaps she was teasing me.Most probably she might have figured out my intentions, but no resistance so far. After finishing everything Natasha grabbed. After a stroll around to see all of the booths and the carnival games, Kate headed for the beer garden. There was a polka band playing on a small stage and a bar on the other end. There were several dozen people at the bar and small groups occupied a few tables. Kate headed to the bar and ordered a beer. The young man sitting two chairs down started talking to her and moved his beer to sit next to Kate. He introduced himself as Jim. Jim apparently liked to talk and began to tell Kate all about.