The latest Automobiles. Oh how I fell in love with the Pontiac GTO that year. I received the model at Christmas. I was great with glue. I had learned ...o use as little as needed and thus had less of a mess. Painting. Well, that was another story. But eventually I learned not to put it on so thick. LOL.School. Friends. Playing outdoors until nearly dark. It was a wonderful year.A young child's carefree existance.The storm was coming. It was brewing in our home. Glimpses of arguments. Muffled. In a very small shaky voice she said, "Debbie, I don't feel so good."The trip to the doctor only confirmed what they already knew: both were pregnant. Each was approximately four weeks along and they were given the same tentative delivery date. Mark was almost unbearable, a cross between a strutting bull and hyper-attentive mate. While the attention was wonderful to a point, Debbie was somewhat relieved when football conditioning and practice ate up most of his time. The two women were. I started from her back, slowly it rubbing it around her skin in a circular manner. Gradually, I snaked my arms around her waist and started on the front part.I was rubbing her waist when I just couldn’t resist it anymore and put a finger inside her navel. My mom must have thought I was doing it for the sake of cleaning as she didn't say anything. After spending a good 5 minutes on taking care of her waist. I went up to her neck and planned on going down from there.I encircled her neck and. “Everyone!” Starr howled. Her pussy spasmed about my cock. Juices bathed my fingers rubbing at her clit. “Yes!”I shuddered, my back arching, my tits heaving before me as I fucked her convulsing pussy so hard. I pumped away at her pregnant snatch, feeling her silky depths sucking at my cum. She wanted my jizz spurting into her.Starring up at the open, blue sky over the U-shaped stadium, I groaned and erupted. My futa-cum spurted out of my dick. It pumped into Starr’s hungry pussy. Pleasure.