That she'd begged me. I slid my cock down from her rump to nuzzle the end of my dick into her fiery bush. I groaned at the feel of her silky hairs car...ssing the crown. I rubbed up and down her pussy, her juice soaking my tip. I groaned at that wonderful heat, her creamy passion coating my spongy crown.“Ram it in me!” she moaned. “Fuck me! Give me that cum! Bless me, James!”I thrust into her cunt.I groaned as I sank into her juicy pussy. Her head tossed, fiery hair dancing. Her pussy squeezed. She kissed me harder than ever, her tongue tangling with mine while my fingers toyed with her delectable bottom. I knew what she wanted and vice versa. It was high time. Amy wanted to conceive my child ... our child. I wasn’t sure if Anastassia would get pregnant to me or to Oswald, but I knew that Amy would only let me breed her. That was something ironclad with her. I didn’t begrudge either woman her preferences, and frankly, it was a signal honor for me, was it not?“Do it ... bro ... knock. Always wearing heels andstockings and that sexy little outfit. I had to iron and vacuum. Dothe dishes and laundry. Dust. One time she had me clean the windowsand anybody wandering by saw me. When I did the laundry I had to hangher clothes outside. Her back garden was quite private, but there wasalways a risk somebody might see me. I had to wash her intimates byhand.She'd sit there reading a magazine or watching TV, occasionallyteasing and tormenting me.She always dressed sexily. Just her. .. wash and return.'How long has it been down?' he wondered.The bottom had the normal growth that all wood hulls had, but the sides that he could see were clean. There was a very slight trickle of bubbles coming up as the hull rocked.He thought, 'if that's only down about 30 feet, I could tie a cable to the bow cleat and use the diesel to pull it closer to shore.'Fetching a mask, he rummaged around in the forward anchor locker, found the spare rode and tied it off to a large stern crank.