I never asked. I never got the chance to ask,” I admitted. “So she got pregnant and you dumped her? That doesn’t sound like you.” “I didn’... know she was pregnant until after the miscarriage. All she said was that she was going to focus on her relationship with her husband and I didn’t fit into that picture.” “So she ended it?” Cheryl asked. “I found out later that when she discovered she was pregnant she decided she needed to concentrate on family. So, we agreed to part. We’re still friends.”. She slipped a hand down through the hair and started to rub her middle finger slowly up and down the slit of her quim. The finger started to glisten wetly. “Like what you see, bro?” she said with a broad cheeky grin. My cock was swelling rapidly, smothered by my tight trunks. Deftly, Josie undid my belt, pulled down my zip and plunged her hand into my pants, fumbling for my cock. She slipped her hand down over my balls and levered the waist band of my trunks down, hooking it under my balls, so. 5 rounds a second. It still looks cool and impressive, but for accuracy and speed, you are better off to empty one magazine then switch to using the other gun. Even that can be impractical if you need to fire more than 20 rounds. It is awkward reloading a gun when you have one in each hand. In reality, you are better off having one gun and carrying extra magazines instead of a second gun.Kim is frustrated, barely hitting the target with her good-hand and only hitting it once with her. Only Arnie was left in the living room by midnight, and he insisted Ginny have one last drink. She tried to refuse, but he was terribly persistent, and she finally relented. It was her fourth or fifth--she couldn't remember--and went down like water. It had hardly reached her belly before she began to regret it.She started to get up, but the floor spun around beneath her feet, so she plopped back into the big chair."Looks like you're feeling no pain, huh sweetheart?" asked Arnie. Ginny could.