Now her shorts are drenched in my cum and I'm not getting soft one bit. At this point she starts to give me a lecture on how that stuff makes babies ...nd she can't get any of it inside her. And while I'm being lectured, she is getting off her shorts and those beautiful white cotton panties! Beth jumps up and does something with her soiled clothes, takes a bed sheet and sops up all the juices from our bodies and jumps on top of me. I remember like it was yesterday the sight and feeling of her. I can tell you right now, I will not take care of whatever babies he plansto make in the future unless he makes them with me. What does one evencall the progeny that emanates from one's husband's womb? Is there a namefor such an unnatural creature in the English language? One could hardlysay that I am the mother. He's already fathered a child out of wedlockwhile we were married, and now he apparently plans to mother a child outof wedlock.I decided to seek out Buck's family, to interrogate. Her hair tickled as it brushed my plump butt as her fingers rubbed the strain out of my lower back—the pregnancy was starting to give me backaches. Her lips were cool as she placed a kiss on my right butt-cheek before her oily hands slid down and gave each globe a good squeeze. Her fingers dipped into my crack, brushing my asshole and teasing me under the guise of her massage.With firm pressure, she rubbed down my right leg, working my thigh and calf. Lifting my foot up, her tongue teased my. " I demanded. She understood and did as she was told.For another few minutes, I ran the rod over Ruby's body, inspecting every curve and crevice."Baby, as of now, she is on a strict diet." I declared, "And I want her exercising those hips and belly for at least one hour per day." Yes, Master." Baby assured me, looking over and nodding at Flower. "We'll get her in shape." Baby, translate as needed." I ordered, moving over to sit between Baby and Flower on the futon."Ruby... look at me." Ruby.