Dilf Novels & Stories

She definitely did her research on us. “Well,” Triston placed a smile on his lips, “My beautiful wife, Iris, isn’t some breeder, but when god is willing, we will make some.” We will never have children. I knew that. He knew that, but at least he would never embarrass me in public. We continued to make our rounds, Triston handling most of the speaking. Most of them were his distant family, wondering how business was, what was going on at the business, money-related topics. Stuff that bored me to hell and back. On times, I would speak, and I was asked once again why I looked so pale, vampire-like… And why did we have no children? Understandable. Most of them were old-fashioned, so why would T

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