I felt his cock swell and then he began to pump his warm cum into my bowels. I moaned as he gave my ass a few final thrusts and spurt after spurt hit...the walls of my rectum, filing me. “Clean your ass off my cock like a good slut,” he ordered as he pulled his monster out of my ass and collapsed onto the bed. I took his semi-erect cock in my hand and began to lick the head and down the shaft. I was surprised to find that the taste of my ass, while quite different than my cunt, was not. “No James, I’m not.” I replied. He jumped up, pulling out all at once.“What the fuck? You’re not on birth control? You’re going to get pregnant!” he exclaimed. I giggled. “It’s okay James. I wasn’t on it last time either and you’ve been fucking me non-stop. If I’m going to get pregnant it’s already too late but I’m going to take the morning after pill like last time. Don’t worry, you’re safe. I just said the baby thing because it felt so taboo.”He looked relieved. “So you won’t get pregnant?”. I want to get some peaches.”“Are you sure?”“Yes.”Peter’s mother, father, and Chuck were standing in the emergency room looking around for Peter. They didn’t expect to see Rebecca, since she would probably be in the maternity room, but Peter should have been someplace where they could see him.“Where are they?”“I don’t know. The nurse at the station over there doesn’t know anything about them getting here.”Looking exceptionally concerned, Mary walked over to where the parents were waiting. She. So, after calling ‘time’ for the last time, she poured a pint and walked round the bar and over to the machine, going round the long way so the remaining drinkers wouldn’t notice. She placed the glass on the shelf next to the machine.“It’s on me,” she said and looked at him.“Thanks,” said Stan, as he picked it up and went back to looking at the machine.Sharon walked back round to the other drinkers and started collecting empty glasses and ushering people out. Eventually, at about 23:10, after.