The game was well advertised around town and Uni, and so there was a goodcrowd on the touchline. The town side were dressed as fishermen, and thegame ...ertainly was played for laughs. I spent most of it shivering on thewing, but in the second half the opposition kicked a high ball towardsme, while four burly forwards bore down on me shouting war cries. I leaptto catch the ball just as I was clattered by the brutes, fell badly on myshoulder and head, and lost consciousness. When I came round, I. What with the domed skirts, the hooped crinolines, the chemises, the drawers, the bloomers, the bodices and all that flouncing, tiers, and lace it's a near miracle if I ever encounter spousal flesh." "And you all nattily attired in those new-fangled trousers with their buttoning and easy accessibility. I can appreciate your frustration, Mr Lewes." "That is kind of you to be so understanding, Miss Evans, and may I say how incomparably ugly you are. I'd heard rumours and read a few comments from. By the time that I seeded her, well, I had certainly built my seed back up. I later learned that not only my stamina would increase over time, but so would my ability to produce more sperm. This made me hyper fertile, which made sense as I was basically a god-king now.“Well, I dare say that you’re going to be a father soon, aren’t you? I certainly did my part to make you one,” Evelyn told me with repeated kisses.“I also dare say that your high school days are over, love,” Rachel told me as she. One of them was bubbling over with youthful vitality and the other simmered with mellowed passions.Chris said then, "My wife is almost as eager as me to get into our kid's pussy. Some people may think that's pretty weird, but I like it to happen. I only wish we'd had a couple more daughters."Lauralee stirred. "And a son?" Yeah," he answered, "so he could dick the hell out of his mom while I'm screwing his sisters. We could change around more, too. But Robbie here makes up for us not having a.