“You got Ms Kripke pregnant?”Nathan nodded. Feeling rather embarrassed.“What has Ms Kripke told you? Is she asking for anything?”“No.” Nat...an said shaking his head. “She hasn’t told me anything.”“What are you going to do?”Nathan shrugged. “I don’t know. What can I do?”“Well, I think you better tell mum.”“I don’t know. I don’t really want to tell her unless I really have to.”“Nathan, it’s a baby. You’re going to be a father. That’s not something you just brush under the rug. You’ve got to tell. I felt like the world was whirling around me, dizzy and a bit faint. ‘Fucking amazing,’ I thought, ‘and what an amazing fuck!’I still had to finish her off, and she sat back further on my face, shifting her hands to my breasts, kneading and rubbing them. I gathered a bit of strength from somewhere, and applied myself to the task eagerly. Before long, she was rising up and down, hands spread out to keep from toppling over, her pussy wide open and her eyes squeezed shut. She shifted her hands. Z only believed in fucking for procreation and would also never fuck her while she was pregnant, he was also an alcoholic and often passed out drunk early too. I didn’t know what to say and we started kissing and making out again, until she pulled back a little.“We can stop anytime you want,” she said finally. “But I don’t want us to stop …”“Me either,” I said.“Honey, you have to listen,” said. “I don’t want us to stop, but you are a young and very, very virile man. Even though it’s unlikely,. But doing it behind my back, again, it was the end. I was fuming inside.Peggy stared at me, the tears running down her face and tried to say something a couple of times as I continued to empty my drawers and my closet into the bags. Finally she got out, "You are right John, this went far... too far. We have both gotten carried away, especially me. I crossed the line big time last night. That won't happen again ever, I swear. Please forgive me and give me another chance." That all sounds.