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It was Christmas evening 1971, actually, it was precisely 11:37 PM when I was begat, by spunk of cock and lust and desire of cunt. Jock, my father, to be orgasmed, he would tell us children that it was the effect of Rosie, violently attaining her orgasm, that caused him to release his spunk earlier than he would have liked! Whatever, his spunk charged right up her orgasaming fanny and swimming in a torrent a river of Rosie's vaginal fluid they headed straight for my mother's egg, which had been released from her young fallopian tubes earlier that day. Of course neither of them had set out that evening with the intention of making babies. It was pure lust. But as good practicing Catholics, their options for preventing pregnancy were limited. Whatever the couple had just enjoyed an excellent copulation followed by a not bad night's sleep. Rosie awoke at six-thirty AM and as it was the couples second wedding anniversary, demanding her conjugal rights from her obliging husband. overnight the spunk in his balls had been replenished. which led to a subsequent good fucking at six-thirtyfive, allowing five minutes for unneeded and unneccssary foreplay, although Rosie always enjoyed having her tits abused, nipples pulled and especially twisted violently. After this they dressed and along with, Mary, my baby elder sister the three of them went to mass at St. Peter's. However this subsequent fucking, although it satisfied some of Rosie’s lust, was unnecessary, from the point of view of my conception. Because during mass, Rosie felt a sudden warmth all over her body. Her egg and one of his spunk, sperm, if you like, from the previous evening had collided during the benediction, and I was on my way! So they entered the church as a family of three, and left it as a family of four, just!n
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