A thud against the car made me jump, dropping the phone into the footwell of my Escape. My hand grasped my chest as I inhaled deeply, peering to my le...ft to find Dom distorting his face past the point of terrifying, looking instead ridiculously stupid. Yet still, his striking features managed to somehow enable him to retain some level of attraction, even in this crazy state. His sharp jawline outlined a handsome face, now absent its forced distortion and replaced by his classic dimple-producing. Her knees even appeared to make an impression on the covers! Her moaning became more insistent, filling the room, and my mind.Finally, I could not resist. As slowly and quietly as I could, I stood up. When that didn't trigger a reaction, I stepped forward. I stood right next to the bed, with the ghost kneeling directly in front of me. I bit my lip, held my breath, and reached out with one hand to touch her ass. I was nervous about what sort of reaction this would provoke, but couldn't stand not. I gave birth to 11 babies 10 girls and 1 boy but it didnt stop there again I got pregnant again another boy. Since I was 15 year old I have had babies for Sara. Once I gave birth and the doctor gave the ok for me to have sex again I would get pregnant 2 or 4 months later. Im 50 now and had over 2 dozen babies I cant remember all there names I wrote down there names with there picture next to it. I was happy with the fact that Sara die in a car accident but been raped almost every night really. Her fingertips were feathering from left to right in between his hips, and up to his belly button. Then she slid her hands down, between his thighs, slightly adding more pressure, and brushing the skin of his balls. Slowly massaging his thighs she was touching his balls with her index fingers, going slowly over them. Then she placed one hand on his balls, cupping them, and tingling them with all her fingertips. Her hands were so oily that the sensation was almost the same as if she were holding.