Baby batter for my lover!“He slammed all the way in one last time and his butt wiggled and clenched as Ms. Simpson hollered that she could feel him ...squirting in her. He stayed stock still until all his cum had emptied into her and then he stood up. As his semi-hard cock plopped free, there was a long string of white stuff that stretched from the tip of his cock to her open pussy. That pussy was awash with thick white cream that started dripping down her ass when she lowered her legs. Her head. I had the strangest dream that I was listening to my own voice urging me to get up. I woke with a start.I saw myself talking in the little tablet. “You need to get up.” I said. “ Man this is the strangest trip ever.” My pussy was sore and swollen my stomach bulged out like I was pregnant. I was talking on the tablet again. “ You need to move to the red birthing chamber while you can still walk.” I looked at it “ what the Hell am I talking about?” The other me said “ My responses are limited do. ” Her words almost push me over the edge but I listen to what my daughter wants so I wrap a hand around her throat and choke her as I continue to pound into her. She smiles up at me and then her mouth opens into an O shape and her eyes roll into the back of her head, for a split second I worry because of my hand around her throat but then I feel her body start to shake and her pussy contract around my cock. I know that she is having a very powerful orgasm.I take my hand from around her throat. “We should throw in some music from their time, too.”We settled on working on two Beatles numbers; “Maxwell’s Silver Hammer” and “I Saw Her Standing There”. That last one we would do in a pretty up-tempo version, it was pretty challenging to sing without wearing out my voice, but it was a lot of fun. Another one of his suggestions we started working on, a recent Elvis one “You Were Always On My Mind”, a sad lament about a person who has lost their lover, because they didn’t spend enough time.