I will do as many today as I can, depending on how many times I can get my cock up and spew that wonderful seed to plant in the gardens."My daughter A...nie came in. "Zeke said I could visit awhile today since the boys were gone."I said, "ok I think I'll go from the youngest to the oldest. That way I can start with my daughter and Robin. Then I'll do Shelly and Kara then Daphne and Beth. To help preserve my strength I am not going to work on giving you all climaxes since the primary purpose here. Can I get you something?" the waiter said as he eyed Elisabeth, trying to steal a glance at her breasts. Elisabeth didn't even have to try to arouse men's interest. Her sensuality was almost palpable to anyone near her. She wasn't "drop-dead gorgeous", but what made her attractive was that her eyes hinted at a smoldering sexuality behind her round, youthful face. Her full soft lips also intimated what was in her eyes."Courvoisier, please," said Liz. She smiled at him and sat back, her breasts. “Take care of yourself,” he said to fill the silent pause, “And don’t let me find you hitch-hiking in the middle of nowhere again, you hear?”She turned to him smiling—that beautiful, contagious smile—and reached out to grab his hand. She scribbled something on it then opened the car door. “Let me take you for a coffee some time, as a thank you.”He looked down to see Lyndsey’s number scrawled on the palm of his hand, and when he looked back up she had gone, rucksack and all. The next two days. Claiborne sat in her examination room and mused. She knew herself to be a beautiful woman with high full breasts, long legs and a voluptuous body. Cynthia shook her mane of blonde hair in a moment of remorse. She could have had any man she wanted, pleasing him as she knew would have been her role. However, she was called to a higher purpose. Something that she knew was more important than her being a sex toy for her man.Dr. Claiborne had realized early in her adult life the truth that all women.