Between my mouth and my hands I seemed to be making him happy, he was shoving my head back and forth anymore. It WAS huge, I'd guess 9-10" and real th...ck! What was really worrisome was, I liked it, a lot, sucking it, feeling it! It was so hard and the smell was beyond intoxicating. It was anonymous, dark, no one knew me, could see me and I was hoping he wouldn't come, not yet anyway, I was enjoying this, every second. He grabbed my hair again and lifted me up, that strength again, very scary!. Maybe he was just jumping to conclusions. Maybe he should just accept what she had said was plausible and forget about his doubts.So many doubts... There was also the money he'd discovered in his bank account. His single bank account, which had a hell of a lot of money in it for someone whose wife and home gave Luke the impression they were struggling along financially. He had begun to wonder if he'd discovered Sarah's infidelity and had been planning to make a break by opening an account she. Inevitably, however, her belly began to swell, and he knew that she had won. Driven by his irresistible reproductive instinct, his body had successfully impregnated hers. He had not been able to resist his lust for her sexy tits, or his urge to flex his cock against the stimulating walls of her eager pussy again and again, and he couldn't hold back as his cock had blissfully released millions of potent sperm into her reproductive tract, just as she had known he would.Kara had been right: it had. . you're probably out swinging every night, and when you're not, I bet you're swinging at home!"Fran blushed and turned to look at Morgan. She wasn't sure just what he meant by "swinging", but it didn't sound quite right to her. "Really, Morgan..." she said in a discouraging tone. Her hand went up to push a wisp of long blonde hair that had fallen forward into her face."You've still got a smudge on your nose," Morgan declared."Thanks..." Tight-lipped with rage, Fran brushed past her husband's.