Holly rested her head on his chest and caught her breath. One of the few benefits that her stature gave her was that she could keep him inside of her and still rest her head on his chest... she wasn't really unusually short, she was proud of her 5'3 inches, but she listened to his heart beat and felt him in her bowels at the same time. "You, love, need glasses. I haven't looked 18 since my belly balooned with the twins." She grinned anyway, enjoying the compliment. She was far from unattractive, and she got more sex than any woman needed... but she had become a highly driven woman and found the lifestyle that Will enjoyed as satisfying as she could ask for. "I'm 44 years old Honey. With 5 teenagers... well 6... A baby wouldn't have anyone to play with." She looked up at him, "And since when do you walk around holding Avery's hand?" she asked archly. "You're old enough to be her father." She grinned then and returned her head to his chest. "We have a good family Will. My heart might want it, but would it be fare to the baby... by the tiime it was old enough to understand and accept the closeness that we have all of it's brothers and sisters would be married to people who might not understand that their husbands fuck thier mother or their wives have sex with their father."<br/><br/>She bit her lip softly, "I do worry about that... Avery is a beautiful young woman now and eventually, she's going to want children of her own... How will we keep the closeness we have then?" She looked up at him again, "Or are ou going to father the next generation too?" she asked and laughed softly.