Do you want to be my concubine? Have more kids, like you've always wanted? I can take you." Yes. YES! What do I do? Where do I go? What about the kids..."Whitefeather extended his massive paw. "May I?" Honey, someone's going to talk to you right now. I'll see you shortly." Mrs. Keeler? This is Tribune Whitefeather of the Confederacy. According to your cell phone, you're six blocks from a testing centre. Go there and identify yourself, and we'll extract you. Your kids are being extracted right. “Mom, I-”“You don’t have to say anything to me about it. In fact, I kind of suspected. I always have. I’ve noticed the way you look at me. To be honest, I always thought it was cute, but this…””Mom, I’m so sorry. Really, it was just something I was curious about. It wasn’t about you!”“No, I think it was. I mean…do you want to do this stuff with me? I got up and ran upstairs as fast as I could. I tried to calm myself down and think clearly. Sitting down on the bed, I put my head in my hands and. Leslie had downed two large glasses and her ten years younger sister Connie drank only her first ever glass of Bordeaux.Saturday morning Gina woke up as last, from the sound of the sisters splashing in the shower. She soon joined them. Again they indulged in long loving mutual fondling till all were tired from coming and hot and horny for a big breakfast. Gina got back to her plan with a refreshed and clear head. All would need a good cooking for the hot day to follow. First she served big. He told me to sit down in the front row and so I chose the best seat in the house, the one right by his desk!Then he went back behind his desk and picked up posters of the reproductive system, one of the female, but none of the male."That’s odd". I thought.He clipped up the posters, sat on his desk (his balls popping out) and began to explain the female reproductive system.Not being too interested, I looked mostly at his balls that were so big and hairy."They probably haven’t been emptied in a.