The goodness was building in her belly towards a whopper of a climax and Fleur eagerly anticipated it. She felt his bloated testicles swinging agains...t her thighs each time he surged forth into her. She turned her head and pressed her lips to his mouth while pushing her tongue into the opening. His tongue battled against hers and Fleur hungrily sucked on it, promising herself she would be sucking on her favorite organ attached to him soon enough. Sweat dripped off of Fleur’s form. Time. ‘I guess you’re moist enough now. Tell me sweetly, how do you want to take it? Should I give it to you missionary style, like on our wedding night?’ Francis cupped her husband’s balls. ‘No. Back then we were making love. Tonight, you are breeding me, stud. I want to take it like a bitch. Fuck me doggie style. Fill me with your hot seed.’ Francis presented herself before him on all fours. Her voluptuous rump swayed temptingly. Patrick kneeled behind her. He rubbed his fuck stick along the crack. " Holy shit!" Ruth said a little too loudly. "You realize that his father might think he's too good for you now? Wouldn't that be funny?" No!" Regan said through clenched teeth."Oh, crap," Ruth said. "That came out all wrong. I didn't mean funny as in 'ha-ha.' I meant funny as in, you know, ironic. You could really yank your mother's chain with that one." You don't really think that could happen, do you?" Regan asked.Ruth shrugged."I've never met either of them," she said. "From what you've. What he asked and did next surprised and also shocked me. He asked ifhe could see them uncovered and also if he could feel them. I asked whyhe wanted and he said he wanted to see if they felt like real breasts. I said as long as he didn't do or try anything that would be strange.He said he just wanted to see and feel them, after a short time tothink about it I said ok. I slowly took off my robe that I had put onbefore he got there. As I did I could see his eyes widen and he startto stare at me.