This should not have been surprising. If anything, it was surprising that she had not conceived much earlier, the way Jim eagerly worshipped her body....However, Rose had the nagging worry that she had been left barren when the proprietor of the Baltimore establishment had her have an abortion when she was eighteen. It had been a butcher's job, done by a drunken midwife, and she'd bled for days afterwards. She had just assumed that this had damaged her too much to have children.Unlike the last. I lifted my other hand and sifted my trembling fingers through his short, dark hair. My lips parted on a moan, and cupping the back of his head, I pulled him to me, aching to feel his mouth on mine, groaning in frustration as his rich chuckle washed over me, a hairsbreadth from my quivering lips. ‘Slow down,’ he whispered. ‘Enjoy. Don’t rush….’ He nibbled me, teasing little bites that peppered my lips, my jaw, my ears. As my eyes drifted shut with pleasure, he murmured for me to open them,. "Why did you do that?" she asked him."I have my reasons," he replied. "Most of all is because I like to do it. I get off on it. But there are other reasons. Training is another. I want you to be able to take pain babe. And I want you to associate pain with sex. From now on, for the rest of your life sex without a bit of pain isn't going to really do it for you. All those boys who will be pawing at your tits and pussy will leave you cold babydoll. It will be ok, but it won't be mindblowing. Part. “Yes, Yes, YES!!” She screams as she rides my cock. I feel her juices just cover my balls as she lifts up. “God you made me cum again, please don’t stop.” She smiles as I roll her over, now on top and push my cock deep into her pussy. Pumping hard and fast as I kiss her lips. Looking deep into her soft eyes, sucking on her perfect tits. I pump faster and faster, look deep into her eyes. Soon seeing them go dark, slowly. Seeing her fangs come out. “I need your cum, NOW!” she screamed. But not.