"She follows the rules."Michelle was surprised. "Does Jeff fuck her?" she asked breathlessly."Not yet," I told her, "but it would not be my place to c...mplain if he does." I told him when I heard about you, he is one damn lucky kid!" Michelle said."He is, but he makes the best of his luck," I told her, and then I started unbuttoning her shirt. She pushed me away and undressed herself, folding her clothes and putting them in a neat pile on the counter near the door.When she was naked, I took her. I was going to offer to help to be nice, didn’t even noticed you were pregnant until you turned around and glared at a person trying to be nice. But hey, it's your problem lady not mine." I said my piece and started to walk away when she reached out and touched my hand."I'm sorry," She sobbed as tears started to stream done her face. "I'm having a bad day okay. If you still want to help I would greatly appreciate it." I couldn't resist the tears and remembering how Cassandra would have the same. “Baby girl, do you like when Daddy uses his cock to tease and taunt your tiny tight sopping wet pussy.” “Ahhhh yes Daddy, please put it in already!” I say, sexually frustrated. With each of his hands holding each side of my thighs, he works his cock into my pussy slowly. His pelvic area thrusts back and forth. He thrusts his hips in slow motion, easing just the large mushroom head in and out of my pussy entrance. “Sweetie, I will try to be gentle,” he says looking into my eyes, kissing me on. I recognized seeing him around the park, because he had a mustache and walked with a slight limp. I guess he was 50 years old. He had a slim build and was wearing a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt.He glanced at my bike and went in the men's room. I thought, damn, someone actually showed up! I didn’t know what to do... but it that didn’t matter because I was too scared to move. After a minute or two, the man walked out and looked around. By then it was very dark and I knew he couldn't.