You’re so beautiful that the thought of you having my kid is awesome.”Terry frowned, “Shit, I’ll be showing when we get married. Everyone will...think you are marrying me because you knocked me up.”“Nah, it will be worse,” he said as his finger idly circled her nipple.“How could it be worse?” she came back, her eyes wide.“They are going to think you’re a gold-digger,” he said with a big grin.“A what?” she exclaimed and sat up suddenly.“Yep!” Dale said as he lay back and put his hands behind his. She quirked her lips and I nodded.She tipped me unto the floor, releasing me. I reached up, running myhands through her short-cropped hair, touching her new, hard chest. Shepulled down her jeans and thong, flipped up my skirt, and triumphantlyyanked my panties off in a deft sweep.She lowered herself unto me, and I groaned. Well, more of a soft, throatypurr, really. She felt warm and tight and wet, much better than my ownleft hand, and it felt even better when she put both hands on my breastsand. It wont hurt, much.”He jumped up and wide eyed backed up into Marcus who had gotten out of the pool and stood behind him. He turned in surprise. Marcus grabbed his cock and planted his lips on his. He made no attempt to stop him and slumped in defeat. I approached from behind and kissed his neck. Moaning like a dog in heat, I knew he was all for it, well maybe not all but he wasn’t running. I ran my hands up and down his body. Marcus, still naked, had yet to break the kiss, I dropped my towel. In Mary Anne's room, Eugene sat on the bed while his sister dug throughher closets, and pulled out all of her Sunday best, and setting it nextto him. Once she'd emptied the corner of her closet, she held up severaloutfits against him before making her selection. With the dress hung upon the door, she had sent her brother to the bathroom with a new pair ofunderwear, and told him to return wearing them. After he returned sheselected one of her old bras, and fastened it around his chest and.