I have to stand on tiptoe, you are so tall, and when I reach your lips, you hold back, making me reach harder. I reach with my tongue, stroking your l...ps, barely able to reach between them. You ride me on your thigh, making me crazy, letting me reach for you, and then after a few moments you lean down and kiss me, gently, sensuously, slowly. I can feel your cock hard and solid against my thigh, I can feel your thigh hard against my heat, I can feel your mouth drawing me out of myself, out of my. I am pregnant.’ ‘I thought you said that you could not get pregnant? You had gone through your changes, and all that woman stuff.’ ‘I thought the same thing, Charlie, I was wrong. You came along with your big dick, and got me pregnant. I should kill you right here.’ ‘How is your health? When is it due? Did the doctor say you are not healthy enough to carry the baby to term? Should we have it aborted? How far along are you? I guess you are not happy about being pregnant. Is it because of your. I wanted to be gentle yet strong... Passionate yet demanding... I wanted to be everything and anythingI slid my fingers through her hair and touched her face with my hands discovering the feel of her like a blind man learning her features... I wanted to touch every inch of her, but I couldn't wait anymore... I had to smell her and taste her.I started kissing her neck taking in her seductive scent while I plant my kisses on her silky skin.I slid her top over her only to find no bra underneath. I took a seat and waited for the old girls. I didn't wait long. In they strode, and they certainly did change clothes. Silky blouses, furling skirts, and make-up & jewelry "to the nines!" I stood from my bar stool and greeted them. Each took a side, strode up to me, and gave me a peck on my cheeks. Very "granny" of them. I apologized for the tables being full. They said, "Now, never you mind. We're old - we're not dead. You just help us up on those stools and we'll be fine!" One at a time, I.