"I foresee a problem. Pretty quick it's going to matter who is "daddy", unless we make a major change."I propose a new rule: Inheritance is through th...e female bloodline. I'm probably the only one here who knows who is my kids daddy. With the way all of us fuck everybody, I don't think anyone cares. So ... the women "own" everything except men's tools. Quit laughing! Well, we own those too, but that's not what I meant."The paraphernalia: the equipment, apparatus, or furnishing used doing mens. Of course they both agreed and Emma had made all the arrangements including getting medical details and having both sisters unwittingly sign release forms holding Emma completely unaccountable for this competition and any lasting after effects.Both sisters were led into a mirror lined room, where the only furniture were leather benches spaced a few feet apart from one another. A few moments later four women and two men entered the room from a door opposite. The women were dressed in white. Catch you kids later!” The door was already flung open now as he flew out of the room leaving Gene and I somewhat speechless.“Um,” I stammered looking towards Gene, “Did he just leave without locking the door?”“I think he locked it from the outside so once we leave it should be sh-” The door swung open, not only interrupting Gene and also proving that she was wrong, but that even the best days can be ruined by seeing someone’s face, “Riley?” For some reason that I couldn’t fathom, Riley was. As soon as the school bus came bhabhi received his son.As she was removing his school bag from his shoulder it fell from his shoulder. So to pick it up she bent down and what I saw was a bliss. Her huge cleavage was coming out of her blouse. Her milky busty waist with her navel got me instantly hard.That was the first time when I thought this way about her. From that day something got into me. Whenever I would talk to her or look at her I would feel like trying seducing her as I used to imagine.