He was bad for my self-esteem in ahundred ways, but he never went towards those sorts of threats.I never pushed hard enough to put a stop to things be...ause I didn't havethe confidence at the time to do so. Where would the extra money comefrom if I quit? Where would the drugs come from? For all intents andpurposes, I was a slave. When you're in that position, putting a stopto how things are seems less attractive than making the best of it.Fear of the unknown, I suppose.6. Granted you like. My breasts became more sensitive, and my baby bump slowly appeared, growing larger and larger over time.Word quickly got around that I was pregnant by a liberal, something that was rather taboo in the conservative circles where I was used to swimming.The people in my husband’s family certainly weren’t happy.They felt like I was humiliating my husband by carrying this baby, and they were right.Don’t get me wrong, I felt bad for hubby, but at the same time, it was a turn-on for me to do this to. Me-But Seema I don’t have any protection.Seema-Don’t worry Sir I am protected after the birth of my daughter, so relax and just fuck me right now and fuck me hard.I wasted no time. I made her sit on my lap. Her slender body was looking so sexy. I was playing with her boobs while she guided my 9” cock right inside her wet pussy. She gasped as half of my cock was inside her pussy.Seema-OH FUCK SIR you have filled me completely with just half of your cock. I hope you will be gentle with me.Me-No. "Go on, get naked," Mr. Jackson said.I looked at my mother again and saw the pity in her eyes. I wonder if she would feel sorry for me if she knew it was all my fault, I thought. I reluctantly pushed myself off the couch and stood in front of the leering black couple. My mother squeezed my hand. I looked over my shoulder and saw her weak smile. She was such a strong woman, much stronger than me.Slowly, very slowly, I undressed. I kept glancing at the woman who was no longer smiling. I saw lust.