.. want to have your DAD'S kids?!?" We're not related! Not by blood! But, Mom said, I was so much like him, that if you had a baby it would be like it... came from me! And it would be a way for me to conceive without having some stranger involved." She could see the doubt on her lover's face. "It's not something we have to even consider for some time, my love. It's ... just there, if we decide." Once again she stroked Cynthia. "Just understand, I DO want kids ... and would love to have OUR kids. Abha aunty on the other hand was a powerful lady with a height of 5.7″. She was a non vegetarian woman and always tried to make mother a non veg like her. She was also interested in making physical relations with mu mother. So when she heard that mu mother had a fracture she knew that this chance. She came to my house. My mother was resting on the bed with some pain in the plastered hand. She directly went to her and gave her a tight hug. Then she started scolding my mother and asked her to eat. A few months passed and my services as a patient were not requested for. I had caught up with Michael a few times and had seen Katie who had greeted me warmly but also introduced me to her boyfriend (story of my life), Richard. She was every bit as beautiful as I remembered. She had a great sense of humour which made it hard to see her with her boyfriend as he was a bit of a dick. He seemed likeable enough on first meeting but I noticed he seemed to talk down a lot to Katie and would big note. Tapped her on the shoulder and asked if I could fuck her (bumsen in German). She said yes, mentioned the price and I sad OK. (There is nothing like a free lunch - you have to pay to get laid :-))So now I thought that we would go upstairs in a room or so to do the fucking. Not so. Still almost naked, she had only her string on, she took my hand and led me to this area, behind the turning table it was were the girls entered the turning table. There was a bed, we went in there and she drew the.