As he entered their home, the kids all greeted him with enthusiasm. Christina came from the kitchen, her youngest child on her hip, and gave him a long lingering kiss. As she drew away, the look in her eyes told him that she had something to tell him. The kids went off to play, and John set the table for dinner, eager to be in her company. She wrapped her arms around him, fitting her head neatly under his chin, nuzzling into his chest. John hugged her tightly, loving the feel of her body in his arms. Standing on her tip-toes, she whispered in his ear, "Johnny, I started ovulating yesterday. Can we make a baby of our own?" John felt his cock throb in response. .....