"Do you want to start working on your baby now?" Yes, Philip, if you're ready, I am. I'm supposed to be at my most fertile time of the month right now... and I really want to have another baby soon, and I want you to be the father of it," Summer said. She stood there waiting for Philip's next move.Philip had quickly gotten a big hardon in his pants when he heard what Summer wanted of him. Of course, not only did Summer want Philip to fuck her, to give her his cum and knock her up, but she also. The house itself was on the far edge of a tropical resort that could easily accommodated five hundred guests in delightful style. Finally, the resort was situated on the southern tip of the tiny Caribbean island of San Cristobal, some three thousand miles from the two women's home in upstate New York.The resort was known world wide as Scarlett's Cove and it catered to small, select clientele. As lavish as any of the nearby Club Meds, its purpose was much the same. The one major difference was. But inside I was boiling with lust. I was going to see my Aunty in a porno mag! "Honey, can you help me? They're up in the bedroom closet..." "I leaped up from my bed, then thought better and slowed down a bit. Entering my Aunty's bedroom hesitantly, I saw her straining upwards, reaching for something on the top shelf of her closet. The sweatshirt came up with her arms, and the full glory of her tightened ass and long legs was exposed to me. It was better than I had ever imagined! She. How can I save her?While her voice was muted by the tape gag, I swore I could make out the words. She was crying for me, crying ‘Mom’ over and over, hoping for the help and protection I had given her at every single moment of every day for the first nineteen years of her life. Tears cascaded down my cheeks just as they slid down hers. I slid my hand against the television screen, as if to reach out and help her, but it was only a tape; nothing I could do would undo the indignation of.