Maybe we were incest, but still his kids. “And if you are pregnant, what then?” Ryan asked. “Well, it's just an 'if', we've been mainly using bi...th control. I guess we'll really know in a couple weeks. But if I'm pregnant, he's gonna drop out of college and get a job to support us,” I replied. He wasn't in love with that idea. Of course once someone drops out of college, it's really unlikely they will go back. “Well, I didn't see that coming. I thought maybe you were pregnant, but not by him.. That night I got out of bed at two in the morning, loaded my backpack (previously prepared) and, with great stealth and care, I left my room and went to the abandoned house. Describing the composition of the construction in which we lived would be too long. Suffice it to say that we had a house and, in front of ours there was another, uninhabited but furnished.Up there I walked that night, went inside, went up the stairs and entered the room furthest from the room where my parents slept.I. Let's eat. You too k**s." Speaking of eating," Mrs. Anderson said where only Sara could hear. "Has my bitch ever eaten pussy before?" No ma'am." Sara shifted nervously in her seat, in part due to the burning in her ass. Worse, she had to hold her internal muscles tight to keep from soiling herself. "Never."The older woman stuck a shiny wet digit in her mouth and sucked it clean of Sara's juices. "You'll be doing quite a lot of it. I intend to see that you become very skilled at it. I even have. Laura and I love you and are so very proud of you both. Save us a seat at your wedding.” Maryanne said softly from above.“I imagine that you’ll wear a wedding ring for me?” Abby asked.“I’d be so happy and proud to show the whole world that I’m married to you, Abby.”“Thank you, Brad.”“The only thing is, I wouldn’t be able to wear my ring if I ever did play hockey again. I know I wear gloves but if I happen to get into a fight and hit the guy with my ring on, I could get suspended. I could take a.