He doesn’t know I want a baby and he's getting into the habit of us, I don’t want a commitment, I did when I was fifteen, but not now.” “Then ...hat the hell are you going to do, start flopping for anybody with a set of nuts?”“Can you come by tomorrow about three? I have another guy in mind but I need to talk it out first, I just can't walk up to him and say “Hey you, knock me up, I'll need your help.”Actually my sister was alluring enough to say something like that and get results but I told. I find my job often times pretty mundane, but since I am theyoungest guy in the office, all the shit rolls down hill. I basicallyget the accounts and jobs that the other more seasoned veterans don'twant. By the end of the week I am usually pretty run down and lookforward to spending some time at home, only worrying about if I haveenough food and beer to make it through the weekend.So, on Friday night, I got home about 6, changed from my power suit intoblue jeans and t-shirt and popped a frozen. He was still sleeping so my eyes returned to the magic slice of skin.“Something wrong?” Mom’s soft voice startled me. She hadn’t whispered and I looked at Dad again in case he opened his eyes. “He’s sleeping,” Mom added, waiting for an answer her question.I was still holding the hair away from her back, the brush in my other hand waiting to be applied. No wonder she’d asked. I was just staring at her ass crack.“Um ... no. I was just ... um,”“ ... going to massage my scalp?” Mom finished for. As Rita squeezed her thighs around Betty's head, I climbed in the bed. I rubbed my hand over Betty's wet twat. She turned to face me and winked. Then turned back to Rita."Should I let him fuck me?" she asked.Rita nodded.Betty rested her head on Rita's tits as I held her hips. I slowly slid my cock into her tight pussy. She fit me like a glove.We both gasped with pleasure as I slowly started fucking her. It was like everything in the past twenty-four hours had been building to that moment. Her.