We exchanged phone numbers and she wanted me to meet her family. Her mother and father were a very nice couple. They were little like she was. I’m a...big girl. I’m slender but tall and I felt like a giant around them. She had the cutest little sister too. She was thirteen and she was going to look just like Claire when she grew up. Claire told them what had happened and her mother scolded her for going with a bunch of “trailer trash,” according to her. They all thanked me profusely and her dad,. She was 7 months along and oh so showing. The months were a blur, cock after cock that had delivered it juices into her throat were not only to relieve the male of his sperm and man juice , it had another purpose. It was food and nourishment Each although minimal amounts of jiz was barely enough ,it was doing it’s job. Of the 50 or so cocks that she swallowed each one was different in the quantity and quality of load, fed herShe wasn’t prepared for the night that was before her. By pre arranged. I deliberately sat so that Frieda was pressed to Karthik, I wanted him to get as horny as possible. Karthik asked what we were doing at the flat, oh nothing, just need to pick up some things. Frieda had already decorated the flat with birthday messages and Padama the Murja was waiting in the lounge. She smiled at me and then atKarthik. Happy Birthday! she said in a sensuous voice. She walked over and kissed him on the mouth. Karthik looked at Frieda in embarrassment and then at me with a grin.. I picked up a nice bottle of whiskey and started to pour."Scotch right?" I asked playfully."You know how to make me smile k**," he said perviously. He gave me a deep, serious, and sexy look as he slammed his scotch back in a mater of minutes. He then smiled and put money on the table, stood up, and walked out. Heartbroken I walked over to collect his tab. James left me $100 and a business card. The card was for a hotel 3 blocks away. I turned the card around and saw a hand written message.