The only thing you have going for you right now is that you are the mother of my children. Or at least I hope to God they are mine."The trip was made ...n silence and once they were in the house and the babysitter had been paid and sent home Rick said:"Get everything of yours out of the bedroom and into the guest room. You will be staying there while I decide what I am going to do."She felt a little sliver of hope when he said that. At least he hadn't gotten home and then put her out of the. I am starved of male company, I crave for a man and ache terribly between my legs to feel him search for me, touch my fanny and tease me apart, to induce my wetness, and insert his cock all the way inside until I can feel him in my throat, but that is another schoolgirl fantasy, for now, I will just let them look up my skirt and see my yearning, reflected in my wetness.Of course I would not be truthful if I did not admit that men have been there, between my legs that is, but these are old men. “Its nothing personal…..I promise” she tried to reason with him, and shook her head hopelessly. She couldn’t say no, and she couldn’t say yes! What was she supposed to do?! She loved Edwin, but she had NEVER imagined this kind of situation to come up ever! “Please get off me?” He shook his head and moved his hips against her legs, dragging his large cock up her leg, along her thigh, and close to her pussy. Base instincts could not be denied or fought, and she especially seemed to like it. But it was me that wanted to carry his baby.After Matthew and I realized our mistaken identity, it got really awkward. I really didn’t know what to say to him, as he also didn’t know what to say to me.Matthew finally broke the ice, “Um. I better go back to my room.”“Yeah, ummm.”Matthew walked out of the room, which left my best friend Stephanie and I in the kitchen.“Oh my god, Jessie! I can’t believe what just happened!”Still stunned by the turn of events I said, “I can’t either.”“That was.