Indian foursome with neighbour daughter

Her pussy was grabbing my cock on the rebound strokes trying to keep it deep within her. I could feel the tension building in her abdomen, and in my balls. She began to shake and squirm and then with a shriek came over the top, which caused me to pour my cum into her pussy. As deep as it could go, with the precious sperm to make a baby in her. I then rested with my cock still in her to keep the sperm where they belonged. She then used her hands on my arms to initiate me pumping deeply in her to move the sperm along for their appointed task. She was in the total baby fever mode. Her grip was as of iron, I felt like there would be marks left on my arms from her hands. She had a wild look in her eyes and I probably did too, since I lost all hold on my humanity and simply rutted into her as hard as I could. She was loudly moaning, I could see her mother checking in at the door through the mirror on Gloria’s dresser, but Irma backed out when she saw that Gloria was just in passion and otherwise ok. I read somewhere that the higher the passion of the mating, the higher the IQ of the baby tended to be, if that is so, then this child was going to be a fucking genius. When I came down from my sexual high, Gloria still kept me inside of her to maximize boob the opportunity of conception. I held that position as Bhabhi long as I could and then simply collapsed onto the floor at the foot of the bed, so exhausted that I could hardly move and barely breathe. My senses were totally in disarray and my head waving around in the air above my shoulders. Right then muslim Irma came in and grabbed hold of me. “Poor dear,” I could hear coming from her. Gloria joined her on the floor and together they helped me up onto the bed where I again collapsed and passed out. Evidently during the later stages of my rutting, I simply forgot to breathe I was so high sexually. I awoke several minutes later to cold compresses on my forehead and desperate kisses by both of them on my lips. I recovered very quickly then. Gloria got back up onto the bed and placed her rear end back up on the pillows. Evidently in the fuss desi over me, she had lost very little of the cum and its little messenger DNA. She remained there for a couple of hours with her mom holding her hands. I had showered and retreated to the living room to snooze and then read my book. Irma then made a late supper and we briefly watched some T.V. to let the meal settle down and we went to bed. We saw Irma’s stern look and got the message, no playing till tomorrow afternoon. The next four days, followed the same pattern. With Irma keeping a watchful eye on the proceedings. I wonder if any royal couple ever underwent such a rigorous procedure to produce a royal heir. Yep, probably. And this child was just as important to us. Maybe the last real chance to bring Gloria all together with herself and have a much better future. Not to mention a much desired child by her, Irma, Gunther and me. When Friday came I escaped to work and slept at my place. I asked Irma to take mercy on me this weekend and big I would make it up to her later. She agreed reluctantly, but sympathetically. The next week was the same and when her period didn’t arrive on time, she had the ‘pee test’ and passed it with flying colors. She was gloriously pregnant. Over the next couple of months she remained very horny and we were very active, being careful of the precious baby inside of her. During the last trimester, the sex tailed off and she satisfied herself just giving me oral for the last two weeks. I would have let it go, but she insisted, and her mother took care of the rest. The moment of truth. That was fucking incredible.” He told me in a reverent tone as I was helping him pull up his jeans. “Where the hell’s your phone, then?” Remember the boob dildo that was screwed to the kitchen stool, well Ryan removed it when we moved but the week after his parents had been he screwed it back on and again got me to sit on it every time that we ate in the kitchen. Then sighing awe. Anna still holding her dower expression. "So have you in the past?", she asked, "find a girl friend I mean. Two women out to party the world away, big plus I almost forgot one of the main reasons I come to desi visit this time of year, is because my visits usually coincide with my birthday. i felt the second finger entering my ass, and by now I knew muslim Bhabhi exactly where this was going. but I wondered, whether my big cock would also be visible as I helped her.