”“I like dirty girls! And you of course.”“Nice save. You seem to be less stressed than earlier. Are you doing ok?”“How do I answer that? I... have spent decades teaching my athletes that at the key moment of competition, things can go wrong. I have taught them that they must not worry about things they have no control over. Now I have to take that lesson upon myself, because I am most certainly NOT in control of this mess. Dinner’s helping to give me some thinking time. I’m doing ok.”“Oh, Bosco. I can tell by the look in your eye and your soft moans you are enjoying your Mother's day so far. Something that I have never done before, I grab your razor and I ask you if I may shave your pretty legs, you smile and hold one up in the air for me. I soap your legs up and give you the most sensual shave you have ever have, it was a pleasure for the both of us. I rub and kiss your smooth legs when I am done. Next I place a towel behind your head so you can lay back. I then place my hand. We put our feet up on pillows to keep the sperm deep inside. We don’t wash our pussies so none can leak out. Rod can’t eat us and we can’t eat each other. She and I stay in bed for days to make sure his juices work their magic inside both of us.After about a week, Brianna and I walk hand in hand into the gynecologist’s office. The doc tells us we are both pregnant.Brianna and I rush home to tell Rod the good news. He’s going to be a daddy. We are both carrying his children. We thank him for. Tommy's jackhammer like action slowed, and then came to a complete stop.After the intensity died away, Charlene sat up and looked squarely at Eric. Knowing they were being watched had excited her – at least while it was happening - but now she was embarrassed. “Look pretty good?” she sheepishly asked, reaching to pick up her shirt.Eric responded, “Uh huh, probably the most incredible orgasm I have ever seen.”Charlene looked up, still embarrassed, but trying to seem otherwise. “Done a lot of.