Hey, He said, nearly breathless from running to catch up with her. She looked up at him. Adam stood at nearly 62 and was very, very big. He played foo...ball, plus worked on his dads farm, not only did he have height, but his muscles made him seem even larger. He had shaggy, straw blonde hair that hung almost over his striking blue eyes, and his well chiseled face always bore a crooked smile. All of the girls in the town swooned over him, except for her. Never her. Even in 4th grade he had been. I wasn't to have any actual part in it. My nipples hardened, my pussy ached to be penetrated. I waited, as horny as I'd ever been.I heard the front door open. My heart skipped a beat, literally. I felt my body flood with adrenaline. In accordance to what I'd told him I needed, I turned over onto my elbows and knees on the bed, my arse jutting upwards.Footsteps on the stairs. Not slow and menacing, not fast; just ordinary footsteps coming up the stairs that no man had come up in the seven. “Since this is to be your fifth and final orgasm of the night, I want to make certain you get it the way you want it!”I got up and turned her so she was facing the headboard and moving in behind her, I lined my cock up with her slit and pushed into her wet furnace! She moaned and I grabbed her braid in one hand and her hip with the other and slowly began pushing in and pulling back out of her incredibly tight hot snatch. It took several attempts before I was finally buried myself balls deep. “You understand why I have kept the news from her?”I nodded, and congratulated him and Matilde. They would make excellent parents, and I was happy for the pair of them. I tried, and failed, not to think of Caroline and my unborn child.I spent the rest of the day shopping for gifts for family and friends in Grantham, as well as for extra clothing and equipment for myself.Thus I had too much luggage to take onto a Royal Mail coach and instead booked an inside berth on a Ferris stagecoach, the.