Like Anna sucking off Josh while she took a hard fuck from our teacher in her small, tight ass. No one knew of my mind waking, not even my friend I al...ways told my secrets to. Nope, everyone thought I was the sweet, shy, quiet girl who always did what she was told. I was far from having a clean mind, and I was more of a sex addicted bitch in heat on the inside.I was home alone one day and bored out of my mind, so bored that I couldn't pay attention to my favorite after school cartoons. I tried. I don’t know how I would feel. I know I might not ever see the child. But the only difference s between this and donating to a sperm bank are I know the recipient and the method of ‘delivery' of the sperm.”“Like I said I cannot make this decision for you,” Cinnamon said.“I guess I will have to sleep on it, but I am leaning toward yes,” I said.“Speaking of sleep, it is time for bed,” Cinnamon said. “It also means no hanky-panky tonight, if you might be a sperm donor tomorrow.”We went to bed and. .." They all answered."Then you are joined. Are there others who wish to be joined?"A man with grey hair and a bushy beard stepped forward. He was painted and had been boned years in the past. Two steps behind him can an enormous older woman, her breasts down to her waist. "I am Nambur, the tea tree. My wife, Eerin, died several years ago. This is Alkina, the moon. Her sons are big. I would take her." Alkina, would you join Nambur?" Yes, Jirra." Then, Alkina and Nambur and you maidens and men,. Emily shut down the laptop and slammed it shut. She grabbed her coat and her keys and headed out the door. Starting up her car, she pulled out of her driveway and headed to a local coffee shop. She knew they had live music every Friday and Saturday maybe a little music would calm her mood. After finding a parking space she went inside. ‘The usual, Emily,’ the guy behind the counter asked. ‘Yeah thanks Frank,’ Emily said. She slid the money across the counter at him and then took her ice mocha..