“Thank you two lovely ladies,” I said as I started getting emotional. In all tje years that both my wife and I were treated like royalty, this probably was over the top. After all, we’ve done a lot for all of them as loving, caring parents. But something tells me this would be the start of a fabulous fun-filled Sunday. Anyway, my wife and I dug in as we ate our breakfast and drank our coffee. When we both got done, the twins came in and politly took our plates back to the kitchen so they can put them in the dishwasher.
“Do you guys want more coffee?” Karen asked. Then I answered, “Thanks, but I think we’re finished for right now dear. And thanks for taking our plates and getting them washed. You two are such sweethearts.”
“Anything for our very special dad,” Kasey said. Thrn as promised, they wanted us to fuck. And they also wanted me to breed Olivia, hoping she might concieve. Even though we’re both in our mid-40s’, both of us have good genes. Some of her female relatives in her family have ovulated and got pregnant as old as 51, and some of my male relatives can have good quality sperm in our forties. And Olivia is in that part of her cycle where she’s fair game, and
