She felt as if she might regain that vaguely remembered bliss she had experienced once when she was first married. But she suppressed those thoughts. ...They were sinful. And she was remiss in her duty for she had not yet provided her husband with a male heir.She was not going to provide Ebenezer with a male heir either. The promiscuous preacher was, among other things, having a vasectomy while visiting Professor Lewis. He had no particular desire for an heir and in fact for several months he had. Her eyes were fixed on her pussy and I looked down too, to see the folds of her cunt splayed wide as I ground the underside of my thick cock into her.I had to get inside her and see how tight she really was.I pushed my feet a little wider and angled my hips so that my pole slipped down to the entrance of Rosie’s pussy. Still holding her legs as before, I adjusted myself so that my cock head rested into the folds of her muff, and lined myself up.With one slow, firm shunt I stretched Rosie’s pink. She is right on the edge of life or death. So we have to hurry." How do you know this?" Lorraine asked."I don't know, I just ... wait!"Then Lorraine heard the sounds of a person crying.They turned a corner, and found Renee huddled in a corner, tearsstreaming down her face.Melody squatted down in front of the girl and said, "Hi Renee. I'mMelody. And I think I can help you." How did you know that name? I've never told anybody," Renee asked."Take my hand, and I'll show you," Melody replied.Renee. Suddenly, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of my boxers and drew them down, past the head of my cock, along the shaft and over my swollen balls. My cock sprang free, jutting out, and pointed towards her pussy.Nidhi pushed me away, almost tripping me with my boxers still around my ankles. Sliding off the sofa, she twirled me around and pushed, so that I fell onto the cushions. Swiveling around, she knelt in front of me and, grinning wickedly, took hold of the base of my cock, circling.