"Where is it?" Down on Industrial row. Not too far from here." She took another sip, a way to keep something between them. "I know the owner." Great,"...he sat in the chair across from her. Sipped his own coffee. "Can we find out a price before the meeting?" Give me a second and I'll call."She didn't want him in the room while she made the call but she could tell he wasn't going to leave. She dialed her parents number, knowing that her father would be fixing coffee right now and her mother would. After a brief pause, however, he pursued another angle.“Well, maybe then I could earn the money instead?” Dylan suggested.Acting upon my quizzical frown, Dylan then pushed his hand into his shorts and began to fondle his dick.As his face blossomed with salaciousness he chuckled and then said, “Necessity is, after all, the mother of invention.”“If I think that I am reading this situation correctly, it simply won’t work,” I uncomfortably replied.“Hear me out, Reg. I’m not gay or even bisexual.. I was using slow, steady, strokes, and had a good 6-7" inches of that fat dildo in her when she started to moan. To me, this was the greatest thing ever and I slowly picked up the pace. The white cream was getting really heavy, and running down her ass, but seemed to make a great lubricant. The black dildo was now going deeper in her than I could, and was stretching her WAAAYYY more than I could! Her moans were changing into whimpers, and that's when she said, "Please, no more." Of course,. What made her seem hot was what we were about to do (her trying to get intentionally pregnant with my fertile cum while she's ovulating). There was some small talk as we met. She asked again if I still want to go through with it, as if she was expecting me to back out, but I said yes. She asked if there was anything I may need to make it easier. I thought it may seem bold, but I figured that this is a one time thing, so I told her it would be easier if I could borrow her panties while I'm in.