It was a good long cum, and when she finished she looked down at me over her tits. “You are a naughty, naughty man to keep a girl hanging on like th...t. But God, I loved it! Believe me, though, I’m not going to hang around with you.” She didn’t. She moved herself down my body so that her pussy was over my cock and, using her hand to help, guided me in. She was soaking. Each push of my cock seemed to release more of her juices to run down my shaft, so that pretty soon, as I lay on my back with. ‘We haven’t been formally introduced, but I am Paul Palmer, and I am not at all sure of my relationship to Amy. I suspect that you are still her husband, and I am just an outsider. That one we will have to sort out of the next couple of days, but for now, welcome to my home.’ We shook hands, although I was a bit unsure of how I was supposed to react to the man that my wife had married after I ‘died’. Amy was still crying, and neither Paul nor I, as best as I could tell, was comfortable with. He started fucking me like a hell.After some time when my leg, which was high in the air, began to ache, he put it on the floor and made me put both the hands on the wall just above my head. Gripping me by my hips, he pulled me a little towards him so that my butts now touched his groin. He once again entered from behind and continued with his humping making me go high and crazy in pure ecstasy. Slowly our motions became quicker and quicker.After 10-15 minutes, finally I began to emit the jets. Out in the open. She looked up at me with a sad look."Is it that obvious?"I couldn't help myself. I cupped her tit and gently rubbed her nipple. It hardened instantly and she pressed into me a little harder."Being pregnant makes a girl really horny you know" she sighed. Looking down at her I knew instantly why she was here. I was the only person in the world who really loved her and she knew it. There was no way our "upright" parents would have an unmarried daughter in the house. She never had.