But there are two serious difficulties with that proposition.First, were I to present myself as her legal guardian at an abortion clinic, I'm sure an ...mmediate investigation would ensue, and the life I've worked so hard to build for myself would be destroyed.Second, every time I start thinking of the child growing in her precious young womb, the progeny I planted there so firmly, I find the idea so erotic that all I can think about is fucking poor girl silly once again. When this line of. . sexy, but I didn't argue against them.In fact, the thought of putting them on was not only a littleembarrassing, but also rather exciting. I was getting a bit horny justthinking about it. Then again, I was almost always horny nowadays.The clothes consisted of nylons, a black mini-skirt and a halter-topshirt that left a bit of my cleavage visible. There was even a set offrilly black bra and panties to go along with them. Fortunately Lorihelped me get everything on, as I wasn't completely sure. Joleen never pressed the issue, and she had know idea how much Tavia loved and respected her for it. She would stay at Joleens right until Sunday evening, usually telling her Father that they had long school projects to work on together. In reality they only had one class together, math, which had very little group work throughout the duration of the course. Sunday always rolled around much quicker than what Tavia welcomed it to, and the most tormenting part was always the walk back home. The. Tom pushed his huge BBC up my pussy, I was clearly a tight fit and not deep enough, it was hurting and hurt even more as he did his best to push deeper into me. Eventually he began to fuck me, slowly at first, then his pace picked up as I started having another orgasm. Once I'd cum he slowed down again for a while. In time he asked how much I was enjoying his cock. This was my time, I had practised this answer and knew exactly what I wanted to say, I told him I wanted him to fuck me hard and.