Thoughts of other menus had flown away.“Lots of coffee, lots of water, take it slow until the aspirin kicks in.”“I thought you gave me Tylenol.�...�“I did. Knew a guy once who called root beer Coke.”“Knowing an idiot doesn’t excuse being an idiot,” she said.“The less we say, the less we’ll regret saying.”And, half way through the fourth cup of coffee, she did regret that comment. She took a long hot shower and came out of it feeling almost human.Craig recommended going back to bed.“Alone?” she. Each had its benefits.I kept getting my cock drained in the morning, after work, and at bedtime. Her pussy would be reddened and drooling semen but she still wanted more.About the end of the first trimester she miscarried???. She was depressed and didn’t have stirrings in her snatch for three full weeks. Her mom was concerned about my health and came over every evening to check on her daughter and give me a mercy fuck. She only had two boyfriends at the time and was feeling deprived I. He wasn’t sure what he saw in her expression, uncertainty maybe? “Conner,” Tessa suddenly looked away, but he didn’t release her hand, “Look, I don’t think that…” “Tessa,” Conner interrupted, refusing to let her finish. He could guess what she intended to say, and he didn’t like it. He wasn’t ready for her to dismiss him so easily. He had a lot to say, but he wasn’t about to argue with her, instead he tugged at her hand until she was looking at him again. “You look very pretty tonight.” He. Tina and the other woman, left the stage and Tina was soon standing with Ben, Donna and I as Angie prepared to do her encore "show". As the music started pumping again, Angie took the stage and worked it like a featured dancer at a high price strip joint. I had Donna on my right and Tina on my left. Donna was stroking my cock again in my shorts and after just a few moments, Tina was pulling my cock out releasing it from its restraints. The two girls were stroking my hard cock and I was enjoying.