Suman rolled her stockings on once more and clipped them back to her suspender belt, “I just love the feel of them when I’m making love” Suman s...aid. “You’re not the only one.” Suman lay down next to me again and we stroked each others bodies. Her touch was electric. I massaged her feet through her stockings and Suman relaxed into a state of blissfulness. I continued to run my hands up her legs and she opened them slightly so they could explore further. My fingers traced their way over the. " How do you feel about children, Debbie?"Debbie shrugged. "I'd like to see how it feels once Dawn comes home. Dawn is as cute as a button, and she has your eyes. I bet you she'll have Mary's dark hair." I think I see Mary's cheekbones in Dawn as well." You're really proud, aren't you, Jim?" I never felt that I would be looking forward to having a child until Mary showed how determined she was to become a mother. I mean, I never considered myself husband material, let alone a father. At first,. I hid my amusement at watching the time worn man hobble over to the side of the contraption to administer his correction and then slowly remove all garments from his waist down to mount poor Rebecca addressing her reddened rump with his semi-erect cock. He was aided in his endeavor by his pretty granddaughter, the well-trained girl who spent more time on her knees sucking his flaccid cock rather than in the splendor of prayer.Her name was Elizabeth, but we all called her Lizzie much to her. Never had I felt so much as woman as I did while Stan and Brett drove their powerful rods into me. Suddenly, Brett froze then drove himself in with one final, savage thrust. I could feel the hot semen from him spurt into me. It burned with powerful happiness as it flowed into my bowels. Stan similarly drove in again and I could feel his seed filling my womb. And with that sensation, the dam broke. I wailed with pleasure, laughing and crying as a final orgasm washed over me. This time,.