Can I talk to you for a minute?"She chuckled softly, a throaty sound even over telephone wires. "I thought I'd hear from you eventually," she said."He..., all I want to know is if what I've heard is true," I said roughly. "Nothing more." And what have you heard, Sean?" she asked, almost playfully.I took a deep breath. The next couple of minutes would have a very real impact on the rest of my life. "Are you pregnant, Molly?"There was a long pause. At the time, it felt like it was about an hour. This set the pattern of the game; Christina used her speed and shooting ability, while Ana relied on raw power, using her ample butt to push Christina under the basket. The smaller girl had to use all her weight to get any leverage, with the result that her chest was often pressed against Ana’s back. Ana enjoyed that. Once, when trying to grab Christina to foul her and prevent an easy layup, Ana got a full handful of breast; it was an accident, but she let her hand linger there a few seconds. I started off doing small circles around his hole and then became more adventurous as i slipped my tongue against his tight virgin hole and began to push, my tongue fit into his tight hole like a key into a lock, as i slowly inched my way into his body Steven began to clench up. He was loving it, his moans louder than ever, his breathing increasing and becoming heavier. His soft little hands rubbed through my hair. As he grabbed my head and began to slip my tongue deeper into his arse. I was. Ready to please me. I watched as Emily walked slowly away. Her body swayed. I reached out and touched Erica beside me. "We must be getting to bed too, my dear. Let's go, love." "Of course, Richard." We followed behind Emily, then passed her door as it closed. I smelled a trace of her jasmine scented perfume. It brought back memories. Yes, some memories appear with certain odors. I was becoming rather quickly engorged. My prick was becoming hard. I moved Erica a little faster, and she giggled..