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With this second outpouring of love and passion, Pete collapsed, utterly spent. He fell asleep instantly, lying on his side, his cock still hard. His mom equally exhausted closed up to him. She wiggled herself onto his cock so that she could sleep, united, with her loving son. She kissed his lips as he slept, rose up to his ear and whispered:
Mom: "I'm so proud of you; tonight I am sure that you made a baby in me; I will be so proud to give birth. You will see...you will be so happy too. And so will your daddy. We both love you, baby." [She kissed me again lightly.]
Three hours later, Sarah conceived. He would have his sister, plus another sister and a third for good measure. Pete's father got back from Europe and took the whole thing well. He had been so quick to volunteer and efficient in fixing the Euro crisis that he got a big promotion. It was enough to allow them to absorb the triplets into their family. In fact, the next year, his father 'just accidentally' had to go unannounced to the European office in Paris. His mom was left in the tender clutches of her strapping son. They just happened to sleep together. He just happened to pump a lot of seed inside his still very fertile mother. Then, to cap off this cavalcade of odd events, he (Pete) was left to tend the babies on his own. Meanwhile, his mom, with a pre-paid ticket bought three months before, was flying first class to the 'city of lights'. While drinking overly dry Bordeaux, she conceived again. There was nowhere better to celebrate than Paris, was there?
