“Wow Joe. You sure eat my Fanny good!” she panted tasting her juices on my lips and tongue. “Now stick your prick in and Fuck me Good!” Never ...eing one to refuse my lovely wife that,s exactly what Indid really enjoying the feeling as her muscles gripped my shaft and milked me as I performed the ancient ritual,of “le fuc” to perfection blowing heavy and deep,in her womb. “Good thing I can,t get pregnant any more. There must have been quads in that load!” she laughed. For some reason I glanced at. But the West was calling out to me. There was something out there, out here, that I had to see. Experience. I didn’t know what it was, what it would turn out to be ... just something new, something ... different.”Rebecca reached for my buckle, winked at her daughter, “Big for his age.”Rebecca and Rosie and I crossed Market — dodging a large freight wagon towed by two red and white Ayrshire oxen — and walked the two blocks down to the Holy Redemption Church of the Resurrected. The new bell. " I know dear, now get some rest."Putting out my cigarette I finished my glass of wine and returned to bedthis time sleep came easily.The next morning I awoke and took a leisurely shower before pulling onsome clothes, a knee length black skirt and wine blouse. I reapplied mymake up and called my mother's room."What do you want to do today?" I asked."Let's just have a walk around town, you need to be at the clinic by six,"she said."Ok meet you in the lobby in ten," I said replacing the phone.. "He smacked his sister's ass. "You too, Jo. Grab mine, as well please."She scampered off."One last thing." He pointed at Candy. "You can't sunburn anymore. No lobster skin, and no skin cancer. Guaranteed."She looked positively shocked. "Not at all? You promise?" I do." He reassured her. "You might not tan, but you'll not burn. I've had all manner of guests on the boat. None have ever gotten a smidgen redder. Well, unless you count spankings. Which I'm not." You can spank me." Barbie waved her.