I looked into daddy’s eyes, noticing he was awake. Apologising profusely to me, Victoria said she couldn’t help herself. I was hopeful that Victoria gets pregnant very soon because this happened to be her most fertile time of her cycle: ovulation. My pussy? Piss. She screamed, that one sound of pain I’ve been dying to hear for the last 16 years. We finished breakfast and daddy went to go sit on the sofa, asking me to sit on his lap and give him a kiss. She screamed, that one sound of pain I’ve been dying to hear for the last 16 years. It’s been a day since my birthday and I feel as though my life couldn’t be any better. “Of course, Victoria, all I wanted was for it to get wet enough to fit in your pussy.” Now I was even more confused. I suppose today is the day. 8 Months Later- Victoria:
My belly was about to pop. Even though I still didn’t have a great understanding of sex education, I think yesterday was a great lesson because I learnt how babies were made.
