Sheets ruffled, legs around me, pulling me into her depths, nails raking my back. We both cum together my seed floods into her. 'Swim you devils, do your job,' l pray as I soften and pull out. We and she roll over and note the date and time in her book. Two weeks later she greets me at the door, tears in her eyes. I say, "never mind, there’s always next month," as my heart breaks yet again. Trying to conceive at times can...