My wife was in labour with our first child. Things were going pretty well when suddenly she began to shout “Shouldn’t! Wouldn’t! Couldn’t! Can...’t!” “Doctor, what’s wrong with my wife!” I cried. “It’s perfectly normal” he reassured me “She’s just having her contractions”.Murphy came home plastered for the third night in a row. His wife dragged him to the window, pointing to the blazing lights of the big distillery in the distance. “See how big it is?” she said. “They can always make it faster. I filled Margo's cunt with my juices as my dick remained buried deep in her trim body. The excess oozed out around the sides of my cock as I made my last thrusts of delivery into her. As I quivered below her, Margo closed her eyes and savored her own climax and the pulses of my orgasm deep into her body.She lay on my chest giving me little kisses and saying very romantic things. I held Margo in my arms for a long time. From the living room, we could hear Jill urging someone to fuck her harder. Simon turned them over, careful to remain inside her. His strokes were slow, like how things had started, while Karissa straddled her face.“Oh my,” Marcia murmured. “So sweet.”“I know,” said Simon.Simon sped up, and Karissa continued the caresses on nipples and clit, and Marcia was distracted from cunnilingus by the most powerful of her orgasms that evening. Karissa was close.“You should fuck her, Simon,” Marcia murmured.Karissa lifted her pussy from Marcia’s mouth and moved down, while Simon. “Are you sure, or do you need more time to decide?” sheasked and actually giggled. It was a strange sound, agiggle that was book ended with soft grunts.“I’m sure,” I said with a smile.After a few more speechless moments I remembered thatthere was something else I wanted to know. Needed toknow.“Your… uh… you know… you said your dad iscoming.”“Don’t worry about it… It’ll be a while.”I was just about to ask.