"You have to help us!" the man said plaintively.
"We have tried every method under the sun but we have not been able to have a baby. My husband was diagnosed as having a low sperm count. Finally we bowed to the inevitable and came to the conclusion we must find a sperm donor," his wife added in support.
Kevin's eyes widened in shock. "Me?"
"We have studied your family records back to the third generation. We are convinced that your genes are what we would like to inject into our bloodline," finished the husband.
"Instead of going to select from Kenyatta University Hospital's sperm banks we prefer someone we know well. You were my Sunday School teacher some twenty-odd years ago," said the wife.
Kevin stared. "Your name was?"
"Rebecca Wamagata from Carryandgo. From my high school years I sang in the church choir."
"Oh, then you married a man from Ondiri! I remember now!"
"This is Alan, my husband." The two men nodded to each other.
"So what do you propose to your Sunday School teacher?" Kevin could not believe the enormity of what he had just heard. Rebecca was full of spirit, he remembered, but he had no idea it could stretch to this!
"I want you to impregnate my wife." Alan did not mince his words. "Of course I will make it worth your while."
Kevin opposed this idea of payment immediately. Alan, however, would not let him off the hook. Finally he was persuaded to accept a rooster as a token of thanks.
They agreed that Alan would bring her for a weekend at her next ovulation period. But Kevin stipulated that he must not leave her but stay with them. He would get a guest bedroom.
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Alan held his wife's hand as Kevin played with her thighs, getting her steam up. He pinched the tiny nipples causing them to gather and stand to attention. He kissed her tummy, pronged her navel with his tongue.
"Uuuwi, my God!" she screamed. "Where are you my husband when I am being tortured thus?"
"I am right here with you. We will not harm you, darling Wairimu!"
Kevin's tongue flicked her hairy triangle. She jumped three feet into the air. "Aaaiee! What are you doing to me in the presence of my husband of twelve years? Have a care!"
At these words, he drove into her slit, opening her. He became more vigorous, grabbing her thighs and spreading them, the better to lick her.
"Oooh, dear! How dare you do this to my body with my husband looking on? Have you no shame?"
Her husband tried to calm her. "He promised us he would be gentle with us, darling. Let us trust him."
Kevin took this as his cue to flick her slit powerfully, while holding her legs aloft. She screamed loudly. Then he sucked it all into his warm mouth. This was just too much for her. She came so powerfully she thought she would die, or at least faint. Alan's cock sprang up like it would displace Kevin.