“Seriously, you primo-donna get your fucking face down into those pillows.” Mila said in a commanding tone of voice, “If you don’t you might a... well be screaming I’m Natalie Portman and I love getting fucked by Mila Kunis because I’m a filthy lezzie slut… actually feel free to scream that if you want, just try and do it into the pillows, or at least try and keep it down.”Natalie whimpered softly, partly because of Mila’s words but mostly because of the additional inches which Mila was gently. I'll either be one of those penniless single Moms or I'll be sick with guilt for ending the pregnancy. I just don't know what to do.(Later) I found half a bottle of Joe's brandy in the cupboard and it's relaxing me. Probably bad for the little one inside me but right now that's the least of my worries. I'm convinced that Joe did not get himself 'fixed' as he claimed and that when he made love to me (No... he fucked me) he knew he might make me pregnant. And he didn't care. I wonder how Val. “You’re k**ding aren’t you?” Tiffany exclaimed.“No, she’s not.” Susan said as she took another drag off the joint and passed it on. “I was there and saw the whole thing”The four friends sat there and listened to Angie and Sue tell of the half time adventure which had scored them this fine high. All were laughing and giggling as they talked while they smoked and drank their beer. Finally it was time to move on to the party. It was well after 11:30 by the time they arrived at the party which. "Well, don't waste time, girl. Get up here." Shelley moved up and slid a leg under Sandra's and shifted a few times, getting her pussy next to Sandra's.Shelley said, "Sandra, I'm going to lift your hips. When I do, can you grab my hips and pull hard into you?" Yes, of course. I see you have done this before."They executed Shelley's plan, and their pussies were mashed into each other. My own pussy clamped down, remembering how good it felt when Shelley and I had done that.Shelley started sliding.