So, I responded, “Ron’s cock is as thick as my wrist, and I’m guessing that it's almost thirteen inches long. I loved fucking him, and with a li...tle effort, I was able to take the whole thing inside my pussy. Your dick is tiny compared to his. I loved taking his big load of Negro cum into my womb, and if he got me pregnant, then we will raise the baby as our own. But what the fuck are you complaining about? I saw you down there between Maddy’s legs, with your face pressed half way inside her. Bruises, some purple, others fresher adorned her body which had lost so much weight since he had seen her last. Shocked, as he sat her up, and then he saw the tattoo on her lower back, a Bluebird in flight, her small sweet bottom sitting below, new it stood out against her pale skin. She let him undress her, sitting quietly, her eyes unfocused, her head falling forward, occasionally asking him for a drink. ‘Sugar….’ she whispered, ‘any chance of a little one?….’ her voice slightly slurred, ‘I’m. Impulsively, I unknotted the buttons on my blouse, took it off.That was pretty exciting, so I opened my bra and took that off too.They were small, conical tits. Good shape back then, they just stood there all firm and perky. I sat there straight backed, crazy with wonderfully conflicting thoughts and emotions.Yes, No, Maybe, Never, Now, Ok, NO! yes.The old man stared at my erect nipples, mouth watering, and then he reached his hands out and held them. We just sat there, looking at each other as. I turned back to look at him once he stopped talking, and saw he was focussed on something lying on the back seat, my discarded panties, and I turned around and retrieved them, 'Not a fucking word', I said, as I scrunched the flimsy material up into my fist.I could see he was excited knowing my nakedness under this flimsy cotton dress, no doubt my lack of brassiere straps told him there was nothing else beneath to hide my nakedness.'Do you boys want a lift', I asked, my mind racing, my body.