Prologue:From post insemination conversation.....My friend is my age, thus feeling her clock ticking. She had been on a mission to make the honeymoon... baby since their wedding 8 days earlier. She believes there is a bun in the oven already. She was also not shy about letting all of us know that Ozzy was the best fuck she ever had. So much that I could see Ozzy blush, and feel like the newly crowned King of Cock. Her view was that with sex like that, the only way it could possibly end was. In January 1701, Elisabeth Sophie left Courland, her son and stepdaughter for her brother's court in Berlin. In 1703, she was formally deprived of the custody of her son and the regency."She married Christian Ernst, Margrave of Brandenburg-Bayreuth (6 August 1644 – 20 May 1712) on 30 March 1703 in Potsdam. She is said to have dominated him completely and directed his policy in a pro-Prussian direction. He gave her the palace Markgräfliches Schloss Erlangen, which was named after her. She was. " Trixie shook her head and smiled. "You're not a freak, you're just special. And, from the reports I've gotten, you've already been putting the wish to good use." What do you mean by reports", Cadence asked suspiciously. "Oh, I get reports every time you use it", Trixie said. "And it seems you, your friend, and your mother are quite enjoying the gift." Cadence sighed and sat back. "Well, if I'm being honest, it is kind of fun. I do have a question about it though." What is it", Trixie asked.. “ Play with your tits baby.” he whispered. “It'll feel better if you play with your tits.” Charlotte slowly brought her slender hands to her breasts. She was still now, apart from the shaking. Terrified by the fact that she found herself giving in to his attentions to her arse. Her breathing had begun, with the concentrated attentions his left hand was paying to her rapidly engorging clitoris, to become ragged and audible, despite her fear and misapprehensions. David slowly slowly raised the.