I feel bad that I will have to go through all of that but I feel good that someone cares about me enough that he wants to make sure I grow up fit and ...ealthy. I mean, I know he’s a doctor and he gets paid for it and he has the bedside manner of a turnip but still he’s trying to help me and that’s good.Bec seemed a little happier today than she did yesterday but she still seems depressed. I don’t know why. We had lunch and then we had our class. I had more worksheets to do in math and science. He was not real big, but he was not small, either. What he was was rock hard, hot and ready to fuck. I loved the feeling as his cock slid inside. I moaned and clung onto him tight, wrapping my legs around him. I began using my legs to increase his power as he pounded into me.He did not last long, he came within perhaps three or four strokes but, being the gentleman he was, he did not jump off of me. Instead, he kept fucking me and holding me until his dick got so small it just fell out. When. .now!" she panted out, on raspy breaths. She spread her legs in an invitation that was for him, and him alone. The sound of her voice, and the simplistic beauty of her words, caused him to become even harder, throbbing to the point that he thought he had never had such exquisite torture. He moved between her legs, and gently guided his member into her waiting body. He was no sooner there, when the instinct to thrust took over, and soon they were lost in the dance that has been known to. Julie and I went to bed and just cuddled as she was off games; it was always a distinct relief when the three girls did have their next period after a ‘Six Musketeers’ session; we’d pumped so much semen into them that their tubes must have been flooded out, and we REALLY didn’t want any eggs getting fertilised, especially when the issue of paternity would have been a touch confused. Imagine me marrying Julie because she was pregnant, and then the baby being a distinctive redhead like Hamish –.
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