I could understand a fairnumber of the words, but the grammar of it is beyond human capacity;our ancestors learned a simplified version of it when the... werecaptured as slaves, and passed it on to their children even after therevolt, because it was the only language they all had in common."Commerce... soul.... transmission... colors... confusion..." weresome of the words I picked out, or thought I did.Then it came to a stop, and vanished. There one moment, and not therethe next. But it was. That he could never have predicted. He'd never imagined that fucking a sexy young blonde woman like Harriet Roberts and getting her knocked up could be such a huge boost to his own libido. He'd been flattered when Harriet had asked him to fuck her and give her another baby, but when A.J. realized that he had actually fucked Harriet and fathered a child inside her belly, he suddenly found himself horny all the time. And, he was hot for another woman to ask him to mate with her and knock her. Or more correctly, my LACK of patience. This morning, however, the reasoning was not in my thoughts: my thoughts centered on my aching need, all I could think about was wanting to cum. How different from before our relationship. I wiggled against the sheets, grinding my pussy down on the mattress, with no relief at all. I could hear the shower running down the hall, and without thought, my hand slipped lower, gliding over bare skin and parting my swollen lips, as a moan escaped my mouth. Just. I pulled my lips away momentarily and asked. “What would madam like?”“Lay me on the edge of the bed like you did the first time, that was the most erotic feeling I have ever shared with anyone!”I turned her back towards the edge of the mattress and sat her there, pulling several pillows behind her to support her head and back, I moved between her legs and again placed my dick on her pussy. She was soaking wet from her own lubrication and I easily rubbed up and down on her outer lips. Kathy.