It was just blind luck, at least I think it was. By all rights she should have had a squalling baby on her hip.One of the things Fanny said came back ...o me when I started writing this. After a while a sex act is the same thing. The guy kissed, caressed, and otherwise got you worked up (there were no problems in getting him excited!). Then he put it in you, and things progressed from there. Oh, the feelings and details differed, but that was it in a nutshell. She said the ship arrived 'in the. ‘Good Lord, I had no idea’!, I exclaimed, ‘What did he die of’?. ‘Search me’, the young man said,’coroner said something about over-exertion, found him in bed with a photo of a Girl taped to his kness, his dick was still in his hand.’ ‘Oh, I’m sorry’, I said as gently as possible, ‘any idea who the girl was’? ‘Dunno’, never seen her around these parts, probably a model or something, boy, that was some photo though, looks as though it was taken here in the farmhouse but the old man never knew. There was a vague possibility that she wouldn't, and to be honest, Miranda isn't really that bright a light, or she'd never have got herself hooked up with Sven, would she?"Nice house you've got yourself here, Harry!" Karen commented looking around, as I led them through my once dilapidated Victorian mansion. "Jesus it's massive!" she added as we passed into yet another room.Miranda, although she took a very critical look around the house as we went, remained silent on the subject."Almost. She cried and begged but it was no use. I fucked her as hard as I could. I finally shot my massive load.Breathing heavily, I said, “That’s what a good whore does.”I pulled out and went to the shower. I washed the shit and the blood off my dick and took a long hot shower. I dried off and tossed the towel on the floor.I remain naked and my dick swung to and fro as I went back into the living room. She was still on the couch crying.I picked her up by her hair and she cried out.“You better get me a.