She blinked rapidly, and for a moment it appeared she was looking at Miriam."Sta -- I mean, oh shit!" I yelped. I caught myself too late; trickles of ...olden warmth marred the insides of my thighs. Wonderful, I thought; now none of us looked very professional. At least I had diverted Irene's attention away from Stacey. "And what did you do at Koslov?"Irene hesitated for a moment and deflated. "Busywork, mostly. Oh, I could give you a song and dance about corporate synergy and leveraging human. My mind was racing almost as fast as my cock was growing. As Ashley pushed my pants to the floor, she was now lightly stroking my cock. I said, “Ashley, we can’t be doing this.” She replied, “Sure we can Daddy – we’re just going to make love.”“But Ashley, you’re my… it’s wrong.”Ashley ignored my pleas and moved slowly back toward the bed leading me by my cock. All during this time my brain was in a fog of confusion. Part of my brain kept saying this is wrong, this is wrong, but it didn’t appear. It mean nothing, it's just something that happened. There was no love involved at all. I will never do it again." When did it begin. When did he first fuck you?" It was the beginning of ... November." And today is the end of June. You have been fucking him for eight months now and you are three months pregnant. Is he the father of the baby that you are carrying? Tell me I want to know now?"Crying, more crying. Moaning, mumbling, tears and excuses telling me how sorry she was. But finally she. What a relief, my cock sprang out and as I stood upright it was waving about in the air. “Wow” said Amanda, nothing else. Her eyes were wide and her mouth dropped open as Brooke said: “see, I told you it was big. She moved a bit closer “c c can I touch it?”“Amanda! You can’t do that, you mustn’t.”Too late Amanda touched it and it jerked and she pulled away apologising for making it jump. I told her it was OK it was just very sensitive and often did that, you can try again if you want to. She.