Most girls her age couldn't do that.Now she clamped her lips around his cockhead. He barely breathed. It felt good, but he felt very vulnerable. Jesus... be was getting hard! His cock was swelling up and getting big."Jesus, Sis, what're you doing?" he hissed.She had one hand inside his asscrack, exploring his shitter. He shuddered violently when she flicked her tongue against his bung."Do you know what you're doing?" he said."Sure I do," she said. "I'm licking your asshole." Jesus, I just shit. ”“Then we just made more babies!”“Babies!” Erin was joyful.Blossom was flabbergasted. She sat on the bed watching as the three lovers held each other and kissed and hugged again, all three shedding tears of joy. I looked at Blossom and reached out to her, pulling her to us when she took my hand.“Blossom, do you remember when I got you pregnant? Do you remember that it felt different? We have all felt that every time we got pregnant. Erin was the first to feel it, then Lynn, then Erin again,. Griselda collected all the court jeweller’s contrivances and carried them with her as we proceeded, not as I expected to the bowels of the residence, but to a chamber that immediately adjoined the Lady Petrova’s bedchamber. This commodious chamber indeed had a sinister aspect. The walls were draped in dark tapestries and the furniture looked decided medieval and reminiscent of a torture chamber. All the structures were in massive wood and well equipped with straps, ropes and other fittings.. He hugged me so tightly he damn near broke a rib, and I was scared shitless he was going to kiss me, but fortunately the man-hug was the extent of his emotional greeting. Other faces I half remembered clustered around me slapping me on the back; names flitted through my head, but only a few I could put to a face. It had been seven years since I was detached to Afghanistan, and many friends had retired or been killed, or had been transferred to other battalions of the Rifles, which was a 'big'.