He listens to you."The master of the house, Daryl, was repatriated from Changi POW camp in 1945 and had worked in old man Walton's stores since he got...out of repat hospital, stayed when they became Walton-Sears and he had ever since and had been delivering furniture. Now it's become Walton's again, and he had been given a management position which had less hours, less manual labour, and more money. His body had never gotten over the hardships from the railway they all suffered through, though. I almost ran out of the door and got into my car to speed home! While I was driving all I could think about was what would be happening for the evening!I arrived back to our apartment so see the bedroom door closed. As I got closer I could hear the muffled gasps and moans that previously only I had heard and I knew what was going on. I was harder than I had ever been in my entire life and began wanking outside the door to the sounds of the bed creaking away.The sounds intensified and I knew. The girls rushed around like maniacs, while I stood there bewildered."It isn't time yet," I said, trying to process everything."The baby said it is," laughed Tory, as Cathy helped Leah into the SUV. "Now get your ass in gear, or your goddaughter will be born in your backseat."The hospital was three miles away, luckily. I may have set a land speed record for an SUV, but I'm not sure. Cathy called ahead, and they were ready when we got there, rushing her straight into delivery. Tory called Dorian. I finally made eye contact with a striking and professional looking black man. He smiled at me and I entered a booth and left the door unlocked. A couple minutes later after I had gotten hard from watching the porn, he entered and locked the door behind him. I was sitting and he stood in front of me giving me a strong hint he wanted to be sucked. I started to unzip his pants and as he unbuckled I saw that we was married. Next I pushed down his pants revealing a nice long black cock. .