// Brian looked shocked. He told me that I was nuts – totally crazy. He told me he’d always wanted children and that I’d told him for years abou... how I did want them. That’s just not true and never has been. I love children. I seek them out at gatherings if they’re there. He ranted and raved about how I was losing my mind and not remembering things straight. If it wasn’t for the many entries in this journal where I’ve talked about wanting children, I might have believed him because he was so. "Take your clothes off"! The robber would say then make me play wit my wet pussy telling my dad to look thn wit a gun tell my dad to take over an stroke my pussy for me,slide a finger in my pussy, finger fucking me.The robber tell him faster n harder while telling me to tell my daddy it feel good.I'm moaning "daddy....yes lick my clit he dnt move just stroking.The robber tells him to take off his clothes my dad do and I see a 9 inch, thick, black dick and believe me my pussy leaked at the. He pulled something from around his neck and showed her, then turned and started walking back.But it wasn't Ms Carnahan behind him anymore. Instead, it was a twenty-something redhead wearing a hot pink string bikini, her hands at her boobs, squeezing, her face registering surprise at the incredible jolts of pleasure they were sending her brain.And she was pregnant.The boy walked back and took the seat beside Lisa again. "Better get back to driving, so we're not late to our next stop," he. So I made my mind to reject him.After the food, the lady came to our table and thanked him. He was surprised to see her big boobs and tight jeans and ass so close. Then she went. He felt very happy to have a close look at her.Then I said, “We will meet again next time.” He said ok.I went home and I messaged him saying, “Sorry, I can’t proceed.” I didn’t say it was because of the financial situation as he may feel bad. He was sad but said ok.For a few days, he chatted with me, and then I blocked.