As is the fashion of a good writer ,I should indulge you with some details. I had been a source of constant worry to my esteemed household since the d...y I first learnt to speak. It was not the manner of speaking I assure you, nor some kind of ugly stutter. It was what came out of my mouth-a voice that was a bit deep, and a bit too loud to be considered the voice of a proper pretty lady in those days. No! stall your thoughts right now…it was my no means masculine, only not typical. My first. I immediately got up and went to answer it. Belinda looked concerned but not scared. I opened the door and it was Bobby, the waiter that had delivered our food. He handed me an envelope and i instructed him to wait out in the hallway. I closed the door and went over to Belinda. ‘I want you to close your eyes and lay across the bed.’ She said nothing and did exactly as I asked. I took a look at her as she laid the with her eyes close. She was in panties and one of my white ‘wife beater’ tank. I laughed harder than I remembered ever laughing. I tried to plead with her to stop, and ended up bear hugging her to pin her arms to her sides so I could have some relief.Danielle rubbed my sides with the flat of her hands, soothing away the sensations. “I’m sorry Seth, I couldn’t resist.” There was laughter in her voice that I liked. It wasn’t mean, like I had heard so many times before, but in a tone that made me feel she was actually laughing with me.I let her go and pulled back just enough. "I-I just want... " she seemed confused and continued toward me. When Abigail was about a meter away something made critical mass and exploded in our minds. We both knew what we had to do.I can't honestly say our fuck was anything more than the most basic of animal couplings. Certainly no romance, passion or technique. My only desire was to come inside Abigail and fertilize her egg. I didn't know if Abigail had her come and frankly I didn't care. We came to our senses about the same time..