.. or at least something different."Yes indeed." The Matron Veránda muttered in concurrence. "The weaving has been much too dark, as of late, and my ...next panel could do with a bit of brightness." Quite so!" The Crone Skúlda rasped with annoyance. There has been nothing, of late, but doom and gloom woven on your loom. Perhaps it's time for you to take a rest, assume my shears, for awhile, and let a new cycle begin."Perhaps ... it is nearly time for the end of the age," The Matron agreed, "but. It had been a while for me too, and I bit her shoulder to muffle my groans as I felt myself empty in her. She whimpered as she too felt it. I felt her put more of her weight on my arms as I had to do more to hold her up. Once I had finished, I removed my hand from her mouth. She breathed deeply but was still trying to be quiet. I pulled myself out of her and lowered her down onto the bench. She leaned against the wall, her eyes closed and her face with a smile of fulfilment. ‘That… was… I…’ She. Before 1pm, I had four more calls and four more interviews. I set one for later that day, and the other three for the following day. This was going to work!“Hello, I’m Bethany Moody and this is my daughter, Toni,” the plain, bespectacled, mousey haired extremely fat, roly poly, young mother said, waddling into my studio. Standing next to her was her young daughter. She stood about four foot tall, and carried several outfits on hangers. She was pretty. 10 or 12 years old, shoulder length blonde. Thank you, Dan, for trusting me and going along with Lisa and I swapping husbands. John has such a big fucking cock and sure knows how to use it on me. I love you so much! I know once our baby is born I’ll be home more often. I guess I want to have as much sexual excitement as I can before they’re born. I’m sure you’ll enjoy Lisa sleeping next to you.”“And I don’t excite you anymore?”“Of course you do, its just that John is different.”“With a bigger cock.”Karen gave him a kiss and hug then took.