Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. I would like to thank Dv8foto for allowing me to use...the photos for the “Wife” character in this fictional story. Their profile can be found on Xhamster if you copy and paste their username. Thanks and enjoy! CHAPTER 1: Fertility She could have told me that “you’re not the father,” yet instead it was even better than I could have ever imagine. She told me “I want a baby,” but even then, I still. Mujhe dard aur goodgoodi aur dard ek saath ho raha tha ab asad ne phir se kandhe se pakad kar mujhe neeche kiya main uuuuuuuuuuuuuuii maaaaaaaaaaa kar ke cilla padi ab land lagbhag poora andar ja cooka tha moojhe bahoot dard ho raha tha aur thoda blood bhi nikal aaya tha thodi der aise hi rehane ke baad cousin ne moovment shroo kiya mera dard badh gaya par maine uski parwah kiye bina us se kaha jo karna hai zaldi karo mujhe bardast nahi ho raha ab wo neeche se jhatake lagane laga aur main bhi. She had to be a bit careful though, because her parents stronglydisapproved of anything occult. They had tried to get her to focus on more mundane things like dating andschoolwork. Dating was pretty much out of the question though. The boysall remembered her friendship with Jeff, and none of them wanted to betainted as being a possible sissy, if she were to like them.Her parents had pushed her to go to college, but her grades had slippedthe last couple of years of high school. She just. It was as if two separate parts of her brain were waging war, the decent, rational part against the forces of lust. And lust was winning.Her fingers danced up under the hem of her housecoat, going directly to the ultra-slick, distended lips of her cunt.Quivering tremors of excitement shot through her. Her legs opened automatically as she rolled onto her back again. The tip of one wiggling finger stabbed the cunt's threshold, the hot flesh lubricating the invading digit. Arlene groaned hotly..