She pumped her legs faster, demanding more from herself. She felt Elizabeth pull back on the reigns slightly. She resisted at first, demanding more sp...ed, and then slacked up slightly. She crossed the finish line, her chest breaking through a thin white ribbon put in place in lieu of the starting tape, which she ran across without slowing. As she crossed the line, she began to slow down. Picking up a light jog, and then a slightly unsteady walk. She could hear the crowd, but she could hear. She wasn't wearing a bra, and boy was I grateful for that. Her areolae were large and her nipples were bullet hard. I grew even harder at the sight of her magnificent breasts, if that was possible. I watched her torrid masturbation session for a few more minutes before I could no longer resist. I moved over to the couch and bent down so that I could get my mouth on those beautiful jugs. I sucked her left nipple into my mouth before scr****g it with my teeth and tracing my tongue around her. She straddled my lap and took my face in her hands, her forehead pressed against mine, and whispered, “I want you to put a baby in my belly.”I swallowed hard, “Gretchen, we can’t do this,” I tried to say with as much hesitation as possible.She slowly began to grind her hips against my now hardening cock. Her lips met mine and I couldn’t resist the urge to taste her.“Please,” she begged as she momentarily broke our kiss only to return to it immediately.The energy electrified the room and it was. Hannah and I both lived way out West of the outskirts of Richmond. And we lived about a mile away from eachother, so I just rode my old bike to her place. And it took only twenty minutes to get there. Her home was rather large and elegant (her father owned a hospital in Petersburg and could afford the American Dream for him and his family) and was located in the boonies with only the common rolling hills of Virginia that surrounded her freakishly huge house. Upon my arrival, I found her sitting.