.. I happily did so while gripping, stroking, and milking my excited cock with the passage of each line. Finishing the last word, I opened a new docum...nt, cut & paste what he had written, and then began my own contribution:Breeding of Erika: Second Chapter“Hey Dad. How’s it going?” I began, my heart thumping in my throat.“Hey Charlie,” came his familiar warm reply, “I was just telling your mother here that we should give you a call, since we hadn’t heard from you in a couple of weeks.”“Yeah,. We made promises, exchanged rings, laughed, joked, everyone except me drank heavily and our life together moved to its next stage.A few months later when our daughter was born our lives became more complicated but were still very manageable. I took maternity leave; David took paternity leave and we both began to share the parenting. A few months later David knocked me up again – deliberately this time – and our younger daughter was born nine months after that.With two babies born barely a year. . I hope you don't mind." With that he dropped his briefs and I saw what he was talking about. His penis was at least two inches longer than mine, and it wasn't fully hard. And it was thick. The wide head extended through his foreskin. I thought to myself how much Nancy would love to see this big, masculine cock. She had commented on lots of the men we saw on our last vacation when we visited a nude beach in Jamaica, saying how their large cocks made her wet. Well here I was with one just as. Yes!” A few seconds later, our pussy’s were oozing juices as we orgasmed hard, moaning as wave after wave of pleasure swept through our bodies. “It’s been well over a year now and I still can’t believe how we dress the same way, even down to no underwear, Jo. You were so wet, Jo and when you came, your pussy was oozing juices, it was hot. I was and still am as wet as you looked, Jo.” Eventually, we relaxed from our orgasmic high, giggling as we dressed and straightened up our clothing. We.