My son. I was really going to be a father! I could not get that thought out my head.That's why I could not for the life of me understand Thomas. He th...ught that Amanda was carrying his child. But he did not want her going to the classes; thank goodness her parents intervened on that.He said--and I am not joking here--"Women have been having babies for centuries without classes. Why should I pay to have her learn what should come naturally?"So after the five of us ganged up on him he relented,. Even when we went anywhere with our friends she sat with me on my bike which was not the case before me confessing my feelings to her. In fact, we started going on trips – just the two of us.A few months later, we had gone for one such trip and were returning when it started raining. She was wearing denim and a white top that day. We were drenched and her white top had become a little see-through. I could see that she was very embarrassed.Me: “Dekh, mera flat paas main hai. Wahan chalte hain,. She struggled but I held her, "You little cock teaser, I saw the tape. You like to tease my boy and even me but I'm going to give you what you deserve. Show you that a little cock teaser like you sometimes gets turned into a little fuck slut, a fuck toy for a big strong man who knows how to handle a little thing like you"I could see the fear in her eyes, she struggled, trying to bring her hands up to push me off, but I just grabbed her wrists. I took my hand away from her mouth, she screamed. She shivered and made soft contented sounds. My cockhead brushed against her shaved slit, leaving a smear of pre-cum to join the glistening jewels of her juices. Her ass shifted as her pelvis angled up at me. Her hands tightened on the edges of the table. "Please, don't tease me, I want you. Now," she pleaded softly. "Just fuck me, I'm ready, I'm so-o ready... please." I let out a low growl as I pushed my swollen plum between her lips, wetting the tip in the flowing nectar. I adjusted my stance.