#388204 - ” A great weight fell from my shoulders, that fear that I should sire stupid sons the like of miniature versions of father destined to fail at every challenge in life and prove thorough disappointments was lifted in a moment, and the last obstacle to frequent and joyous copulation with Camilla was dispelled. “Oh stop your protests girl, clearly you are just a common whore now brace yourself,” I advised as I guided my member towards that tight round bud. “No ‘Of course’ about it, you were fucking Lucinda as I came in, you looked every inch a whore so how the devil am I supposed to know,” I fumed, “Am I supposed to ask every wench ‘Are you pure’ before I pleasure them?” “No but a bye your leave would be a sound starting point,” Lucinda opined.