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Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 18

Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Diary, Blowjob, Male/Female, Romance, Spanking, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 88, Source: sexstories.com

three of them were carrying a child of mine, although Trish was only six weeks along, and Lindsay five. Neither of them were anywhere close to showing yet. "I'm fine," Trish assured me. "Perfectly fine." "Where are the others?" "Krissy and Pamela are putting Kaden and Piper down in their cribs as we speak," she mused. "Devon and Scarlett stopped for a quick snack in the kitchen." Trish smiled at me. "I cannot believe you went to a baseball game. Do you know how jealous that makes me? I used to go and see the Blue Jays eight, ten times a year when I lived in Toronto." "We will definitely put that on the agenda the next time we are visiting your family in Toronto," I promised her. Trish giggled and poked at Lindsay's shoulder. "Do you even know a single thing about baseball at all?" Lindsay shrugged her shoulders and offered a red-faced expression to her wife. "Pitch the ball... hit the ball?" "I didn't think so," Trish chortled. I quickly got the sense that Lindsay wanted to hug and kiss on Amy all night long. Normally I would have no objections to that, of course, but Amy was not feeling up to par and I felt as if she needed her rest. "Let's allow Amy to go back to sleep," I told Lindsay, breaking up their love-fest. "She is feeling a bit ill." "Awwwww," Lindsay whined in sympathy. "No, I'm not!" Amy fired back at me. Hmmmmm... that was a _pregnant mood swing_ if I ever saw one. Amy did not seem to enjoy it that I had essentially instructed Lindsay to back off. She even ... raised her voice at me, and became snippy. "Go to sleep," I told Amy, my voice firm and authoritative. Lindsay knew what that tone meant. She went docile and silent just like Amy did, each of them falling into their submissive shell. "You and I are going to the doctor in the morning." Amy meekly nodded her head at me, then turned her face to the side and closed her eyes. Still, she and Lindsay shared a few quick-hitting kisses before they both fell asleep. * * * "Okay, what were the categories again?" I asked Pamela, who was reclining on the sofa beside me, her legs draped over and across my lap. Dressed in a pair of faded denim jeans and a snug-fitting tank-top, but having foregone the use of any shoes or socks, I used this golden opportunity to lovingly knead and massage Pamela's pretty, bare feet. "There are four categories," Pamela reminded me. "Smart, sexy, funny and cute. But you can only be two things. Like Kristanna would be funny and sexy. Scarlett would be smart and sexy. You get it? Only two things. So, what am I?" "Wait," I said. "What am I again?" "You're smart and cute." "Okay," I nodded. "You're sexy. Very, very sexy." I weighed the three remaining options. "And cute." "No, that's not right!" Pamela insisted, gently flailing her arms and hands at me. "Sexy and cute are both in the looks column. Nobody wants to be all in one column." "I really would be lying if I did not say that you are all four, which obviously you are," I mused. "Especially sexy." "You're the ...