This time it was his turn to do as I said.Leaning against my car, and still dizzy, he turned around, shakily. I physically took his left hand, plantin... it on the edge of the car, placing his right hand on the opposite side, and then reaching around and grabbing hold of his family jewels through his trackies, I pulled him back a few steps, tillhis ass mashed into my own erect groin, causing him to leap forward again like he'd been electrocuted."Calm the fuck down, Dale….you are making it. Again it smacked her in the face and came back to full attention. Over and over she did this. She turned her head and slapped my hard cock against her mouth, against her nose, chin, eyes and ear. I could tell I wouldn’t last much longer. I was loving this. She laid her head back flat against my stomach and continued slapping my shaft and head onto her face. I held her hair tight in one hand and her neck with the other. I grabbed her half in ecstasy and half from fear that she would try to. I don’t care if Barry is the father, your name goes down as the father on the birth certificate. We do that before we find out who the father is.”“Well.” I said with a laugh, “we seem to have settled into parenthood remarkably quickly! Is your mind at rest now?”She climbed onto me, straddling my thighs and leaning in for a kiss. “There’s nothing we can do about the baby, we just have to adjust to the fact that we won’t have any married time to ourselves before having children, so we’ll have to. "A box of chocolates. How lovely. But what are they?" Have you read the label?" asked Craig, his voice quivering."Anne Summers. Who's she?"Craig took out one of the chocolates and held it symbolically in front of his trousers."Chocolate willies. Oh, no. What do they think of us?" See what else they've sent."She delved further. "We don't play ping-pong. Why have they sent a bat?" It's a paddle, silly. To hit me with. Or for me to hit you."He took it from her and raised it to her pretty behind..