Woh Bed pe baithi hui thi aur ab main uske theek bagal mein jaake baith gaya…aur humne batein shuru kar di….Sunita:Tumhari aawaj phone pe jitnki a...hi lagti hai real mein usse bhi jada achi hai..Rohit : Really?Sunita : Haan I swear…Rohit: Aur kya kya real mein phone se jada acha lagta hai ?Sunita: Matlab?Rohit: Matlab hum phone pe aur bhi bahut kuch kiya karte the na ??Sunita: Chup raho..woh sab phone tak hi thik hai…Rohit:Yeh to galat hai… tumhen meri awaaz real mein sun li ab main bhi tumhare. ” Elliott stuffed his spent prick back into his pants as he turned and watched his mother disappear into the en-suite, his eyes watching her wide full bum sway suggestively back and forth.Making his way to his room, Elliott used his cell to call in their usual order, asking for it to be delivered in about an hour. Not sure what the night had in store for him, he took a shower himself, letting his mind wander over the possibilities as he leaned into the pelting spray. As the steaming pellets. ." I know you respect me, and I don't think you see me as a piece of property." Julia stopped washing his body and put her hands on his shoulders, holding his gaze. "Please don't trouble yourself about last night. Honestly."Ben nodded, and she could see the tightness in his forehead and shoulders begin to relax. He smiled a little in relief, and took the washcloth she still held in one hand."Let me wash your back now," he said gratefully.They had been in the shower so long that the water. With there now also being rumours, of Regine planning, for a new pregnancy. Desperately yearning for another baby. In order to satisfy her urge of becoming corruptly pregnant. Repeatedly. Therefore returning to Sweden, as it’s her favorite country. Getting herself disgracefully impregnated & knocked up, in a similar way. But now raising the number of lucky perverts, to 100. Freely getting to depravedly breed pregnancy-goddess Regine. Without any rules or boundaries. For ever being grateful to &.