Spencer felt her pulse and quake around him. Her slick juices had f*rced their lovemaking to be a hot and sticky mess, but he pressed on. Giving her b...dy a few more thrusts he watched her face go from determined to blissful. Seeing her body bend back slightly and her flat stomach press against his chest, Spencer let himself shoot his load inside of her. Ropes of cum bounced off the walls of her pussy and made their way towards her womb, some escaping her hole and soaking his lap.As he came down. I'm frightened of all the problems that can happen with first pregnancies in older women. But, I really want this baby. Are you sure you don't mind?" Jessica, I want you to be happy. I would have gone along with whatever you wanted to do anyway, but how could I reject your child and mine?"She clung to me and broke down and wept. I picked her up and sat her on my lap. "Beloved, we'll pray, and we'll do everything the doctor says, and we'll make sure you eat all the right things and you'll be. .. I hate to break it to you, but I think I'm going to need newclothes too." What? Why?" I was talking with Uncle Greg about what I'd been feeling andthinking, and we figured out that I need to wear something differentnow. I'm not sure what, yet. I hope if I look around at a clothingstore I'll see something that clicks with me."She sighed. "All right, we'll do that. Do you think you'll need todress more formally, like your father?" Maybe... I don't think that's it. At least I don't feel. ‘They have been dead for twenty years now. I still miss them… what about yours?’ ‘Mine lived to be very old,’ Ian said. ‘My father was the last to go, a year ago or so. Yes, I miss them, too. We went on well together. But now…’ ‘Yes,’ she said, and held her arms out to him. ‘Come!’ He stepped into her arms. ‘May I undress you?’ he asked. She nodded. ‘Please,’ she said. Ian slowly removed her clothing, piece by piece – first her dress and shoes which left her standing in her pink underwear and.