It was his job to give her one. She was married already and loved her husband but not having a baby was eating him up. If the truth were told it was m...aking her a shrew too.By that time Shirley had taken his pants down. He knew he should back away and say thank you but he was married. But he found himself trying to fulfill her dreams. After Shirley it was two others whose names he didn't remember. Not that they weren't nice girls. No, they were quite pretty and in need. So far Shirley hadn't. They were dancing quickly to look at her surroundings and me. She looked scared. She looked angry. Funny, but she didn’t mention the fact her skirt was off and she was down to her panties. “Have you touched me? Have you ****d me?” Kim asked. “No. I just took your skirt off so I could get the ropes around you and tie you to the chair. I didn’t touch you down there or do anything to you.” “Who are you?” the girl asked. “I’m an inventor – a scientist. I’ve invented something I want you to try. I. As my mind reeled, my cock instantly exploded, sending multitudes of thick streams of white cum splashing across her beautifully lust tortured face. Pulsing so intense that my knees began to buckle, I desperately grabbed the back of the chair to keep from falling to the floor. For five full minutes, nothing could be heard but our combined labored breathing, each lost in there own scattered, confused thoughts. Feeling Deb move slightly, I sensed he was beginning to withdraw his now exhausted. “She is, alas, not married,” Chaun said.“Pity.” I turned my head. “Ooh, now look at her curves. Ample and delicious with that long, yellow-white hair. Tell me she is married.”“She is,” Chaun said, a smile growing on his lips.“Are you getting hard?” I whispered, sliding my hand around his waist to rub at the bulge swelling the front of his trousers, borrowed from the pirates. Chaun had lost his magical trunk when we fled Hargone with all his clothing.“Yes,” he groaned as I rubbed his dick.“Then.