Justin grumbled about not getting into her pussy, but having her suck his cock was acceptable, especially as Whitney learned to deep throat. Of course...he always wanted her to swallow. He said it was extra sexy.But good things have a shelf life. One week, it didn't work out as planned. It wasn't anyone's fault, but Whitney was in a panic."Mr. Bailey, I'm in trouble. He got me pregnant. I know I'm pregnant." Calm down, Whitney. How do you know your pregnant?" We had sex twice this week in the. It was a little chilly in the house as Misty walked in from the bedroom. She had on a grey ribbed tank top, the kind that looks like a wife beater but really is not, and red cotton panties. She walked in talking about the dream that she had just had. I couldn’t take my eyes from her. I don’t know what it was, her hair was a mess, she didn’t have any make up on at all, but oh she was divine. She strolled in and my eyes were transfixed on her hips and their gentle roll as she entered the room,. I wouldn't even have to be your girlfriend. I just want to feel what it feels like to be touched by someone else." Jane, there are a lot of other guys who'd loved to show you how it feels." I trust you, Larry, and I like you. I don't just dream of any guy doing it. It's usually either you or Frankie Avalon that I think about." Frankie Avalon? The singer?" I could see that Jane was hurt by the incredulous tone of my question. "He's pretty old, like twenty five or something, plus, I think he's. The sort of kiss that says this isn't over. You need to nip to the bathroom and get a glass of water. While you do I go into my bag. You enter the room again and set your glass down on the bedside table. You hear me walking over to you and then you feel me behind you, I brush your hair away from one side of your neck and I start to kiss it. Our bodies are touching from head to waist. I get as close to you as I can, you feel I'm still hard so you reach your hand back around and slowly tug on my.