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Inseminating Cathy (mff s****r In Law)

... friend says we need to do is use this to inject the...sperm...into my...you know.” “Vagina?” “Yes, vagina. It works just like a man would delivering the...sperm.” Oh my God, I thought to myself, they are trying to artificially inseminate Cathy by themselves. It will never work. Don’t they know that? I guess not. “Ok, I have it in the syringe,” I could hear Ann say. “Are you ready? Spread your legs. There, guide it in as deep as you can take it.” My cock became instantly erect. In my mind’s eye, I could see my thirty year-old wife sticking a tube up her twenty-two year-old s****r’s twat filled with my sperm with the intent to deposit that sperm in her womb. I began absent mindedly stroking my shaft, the top of my head completely covered in pre-cum. “There, it’s in,” replied Cathy. “Done,” stated Ann. “Now hold your legs up over your head for fifteen to twenty minutes. That’s what my OB/GYN told me to do after sex with Scott when we were trying to conceive.” “Well, hopefully, I won’t have to inconvenience the two of you again like this.” “Hey, s*s, don’t get your hopes up too high, this is unlikely to work first time out of the box.” For the second time that night, I released a torrent of sexual energy and pleasure in the form of a shooting fountain of gooey white cream. This time, instead of catching it in a cup, I captured it into a tissue, which I quickly discarded. Then, I rolled over an went to back to sl**p. **** As the days passed, I became increasingly bothered by what ...

... Ann and Cathy had attempted. As I learned more and more about artificial insemination, it seemed to me less and less likely that their home brewed approach would work. Moreover, what I read suggested to me that Cathy was running a serious, continuing health risk. As I expected, I learned that the first attempt had been unsuccessful and that Cathy expected to be visiting again in a couple weeks for another try. Three days prior to Cathy’s planned visit, I confronted Ann with what I knew. “Look, Ann, I understand what you and Cathy are after. But, if she is going to do this, she needs to do it correctly. That means, she needs to engage the help of trained professionals with the right tools.” Ann was deeply embarrassed that she had lied to me about their plans. “I know, I know,” Ann replied. “I told Cathy it was crazy to try it this way. But, she insisted. She says that she can’t go to a clinic because the clinic won’t do it without Ted consent, which of course she can’t get. Plus, she doesn’t have the money to pay for it anyway even if she went to another clinic claiming to be a single woman. So, as low as the odds may be, she sees this as her only viable choice.” “But, it isn’t really a choice, is it? It is a waste of time, and a potential risk to her health. It is not an acceptable substitute either for the preferred medical way or for nature’s own way with Ted. She is better off accepting the sperm that Ted’s dick is capable of delivering naturally into her vagina than she ...