"Lee, when will we have babies?"
Her question caught me completely off guard.
"We are trying, aren't we?"
"Sylvie doesn't think Lee is trying hard enough!" She pouted. "Lee wants to make babies with leech and not Sylvie."
When she gets riled up about having babies, it is hard to calm her down with just a simple head pat. That was the only time my secret technique didn't work. She was simply worried. Maybe she thought the fault lied with her or that I would prefer to have kids with Isabella rather than her.
Sylvie had the sex drive of wild rabbits. Her instincts were driving her to procreate, so every little thing sets her off. During our average intercourse, she had to orgasm at least 18 times before she felt satisfied enough to stop.
She would go until her stamina was drained, then she would pass out right after since she would be able to walk or move much.
Seeing these pups only spurred her desires to become a mother even more.
