‘Well, that’ll teach you a lesson won’t it! No time to sort you out though,’ she murmured as she disabled the alarm and jumped on her machine,...hitting the starter in one smooth motion and feeling the powerful v-twin motor come to life between her legs. She switched on the console tracker and paused for a moment as it searched for the Bat-Tracer’s signal, breathing a sigh of satisfaction as she saw it pulsing away on the street display. They hadn’t got far and were heading East on the main route. When I'd came; I pulled out and coated Stacey pussy lips. I don't think that she's really woken up while I'd fucked her, but I lied there thinking about what had happened that night and then finally went to sleep. The next day I asked Stacey if she remembered anything about the night before. She said the only thing she remembered was that we fucked, and then started fingering her and I fuck her again. She said I must have really been a horny boy. I replied that I'd been kind of drunk the night. I think she realized that was staring at her cleavage, because she got up, fixed her bra, and gave me a light slap on the arse."I suppose I deserve that," I said. She just walked silently out of the room, slowly swaying her hips.A bit later on that evening, I was lying on the sofa, listening to music with my eyes shut. My sister was upstairs. Suddenly, I felt a hand brush against my leg. I knew who it was, but I laid still and pretended that I didn't feel anything. About a minute later, I felt. 'Once Lori had calmed down somewhat, Steve explained that she could have a clone of her lost baby, if she wished, once she was no longer pregnant. She'd thanked him, assured him that she did want the baby of his that she now carried, and told him that she was sad only because she'd have to wait to have her dead husband's baby as well. She brightened considerably when he told her he'd consider any baby she gave birth to to be 'his', no matter where the sperm came from.Steve had saved the biggest.