Amanda blinked a few times at the story of Flora's conception. "Well," she said, "that's, err, quite a tale. Which your parents must have told you, I suppose."
Her parents had certainly never told her anything about the actual day of conception. Not that Dad had been around anyway, but still, it sounded like a hell of an awkward dinner conversation. Mom, where do babies come from? Well dear, your father and I made a bet with a sex god to see who could cum fastest...
She chuckled, shaking her head. "You're not at all subtle, girlie. I like that. Tell it like it is, right?" She nodded. "Well, you're the expert and all. So, it's a date then. We'll go to the shrine together and...see where the evening takes us..." She looked into Flora's eyes, a mischievous smirk on her face.
Her parents had certainly never told her anything about the actual day of conception. Not that Dad had been around anyway, but still, it sounded like a hell of an awkward dinner conversation. Mom, where do babies come from? Well dear, your father and I made a bet with a sex god to see who could cum fastest...
She chuckled, shaking her head. "You're not at all subtle, girlie. I like that. Tell it like it is, right?" She nodded. "Well, you're the expert and all. So, it's a date then. We'll go to the shrine together and...see where the evening takes us..." She looked into Flora's eyes, a mischievous smirk on her face.
