"Yes, love?" Mark replied while caressing my boob."How would you feel," I asked as I looked into his piercing eyes, "about a baby?"Mark sighed."Susan,...I would love to have a child with you! But what about genetic issues?" I've looked into it and it should be fine!" I replied."What about Barry?" Mark asked."Oh, fuck Barry. It's you I want!" I replied, squeezing his semi-hard penis. "This is your bed now, not his!"Mark stretched his arms and placed them behind his head, with a smug expression."I. Meanwhile, she had little time for looking after her offspring.Fortunately for the baby, there was a five year old orphan girl in the harem, Princess Marianne, who was going through a phase of being extremely interested in babies. She quickly annexed the new arrival and treated her as a doll to be dressed and undressed, fed, bathed, and generally mothered. As Marianne was the daughter of one of the Emir's real favourite concubines, and was also his granddaughter, she was allowed this harmless. The Emir strode into the anteroom of the harem as Kaitlin was looking at the startlingly frank mosaics on the wall."Welcome to my humble cottage," he said, "In Dublin it would have been described as mid-terrace; as I said, only the yellow bit belongs to the Emir. The red bit belongs to the Crown Prince and the green bit to the second in line to the throne."Really?" she said, "Is it really yours? The rumours in Dublin were true? You aren't David Ransome, half Kobekistani and rich? You really are. John looked at her, and was relieved to see she had no cum on her face at all, or even in her hair, but her hair did look a little wet. He prayed that nobody would notice. I THOUGHT you two went to the skatepark, Johns father managed to say at last. We did, Alexis said, but it was crowded so we came here to play some videogames. Oh, okay, Johns father said, happy to get an answer. John was incredibly relieved, since he couldnt think of a lie in the entire time hed been in the kitchen. They.