Mujhe to unka sath bahut pasand tha. Is hi tarah kai din ho gaye. Ek raat hum so rahe the. Meri ankh khuli to bua nind me mera naam le rahi thi. Maine...unhe jagaya. Wo uthi to maine bataya aap mera naam le rahi thi. To unhone mujhe gale laga liya. Aur mere gal par kiss karke sone ko kaha. Mera lund khada ho gaya. Mai uth ke bathroom gaya aur muth mar ke wapas aa gaya. Mujhe ye soch ke nind nahi aa rahi thi ke wo mera nam kyu le rahi thi. Tabhi mujhe apne land par hath mehsoos hua. Mai uth kar. She got on her knees in front of them both, and reached up to unzip Billy's golf shorts. Brett had already taken his shirt and shorts off and I could see a large bulge inside his boxers. Anne Marie peeled of Billy shorts and underwear, and his cock sprung up hitting her in the cheek. She started stroking his cock with her left hand, while she was licking the bottom of his balls. Her right hand was inside of Brett's boxers, gently playing with the tip of his cock. All three of them were moaning. The thought of getting her pregnant turned me on, and I was so extremely stimulated that I didn’t care about the penalty. All that was running through my mind was pumping her good, knocking her up, and then envisioning her with a big belly, and us pushing a baby carriage. The bed was squeaking with every thrust I did, and the frame was hitting against the wall.“Get me pregnant, baby. People at my job will see my big belly, and they’ll spread rumors.”I felt an orgasm coming on, and I knew that I. " ... to what?" My heart skipped several beats. She didn't mean..."To have fun, silly! C'mon. I'll buy you a drink. There might even be something new at the theater."There wasn't, but Sandy bought me a cold beer anyway, without even asking my age, and we sat at an outdoor table at the bar watching the people pass. She was 21, she said, and loved summer because of the people – there for a week, sometimes a month – who she would befriend and keep in touch with all winter. She said it kept her.