He gently squeezed his not so small cock and slowly stroked upward towards the tip. This was his second cum since he had run from the kitchen in a red...faced panic. Don't forget the one that had shot down his pants leg running to his room. And there was the earlier cum when he got home from school. Actually that had been twice when he got home from school but he hadn't stopped pumping between one cum and the next so he could convince himself that he wasn't going overboard or being excessive with. All I know is I woke feeling desperately sad and unsettled.I lay there in the dark, replaying everything that had happened since we got here. I thought about the fun we’d had, the laughs we’d shared. I remembered the conversations we’d enjoyed. And I recalled every sexual encounter in vivid, graphic detail. We had done things that I had never imagined I would ever actually do. With his help, I had pushed my boundaries in ways previously inconceivable. And I had loved every single minute.I could. He had succeeded up until this point. Caitlin and Logan had dated all through high school and everyone thought they were going to get married. Two days after graduation he had called her and asked her to meet him at their special place. She had gotten so excited, thinking that he was going to propose. Instead, he had broken up with her. She had run home crying, packed her bags, and gone up to her parent’s cottage for the summer. She had spent one day at home packing up for college and hadn’t. She whispered,"She's got the scars all over her from what those bastards did. That's why I never let any looter escape if he falls into my sights. I figure the world's a safer place with one less Looter."When Mike told Ginnie about the addition to their group, she seemed none too happy about it. He was perplexed because he figured the added hands to help make her job easier would have been welcome news and not a cause for distaste.That very night Heather announced that she was carrying Wesley's.