I had to remind myself that this was just a nightmare. No such baby existed. Zigler had actually never successfully impregnated me prior to my being s...t free from slavery.Over the next week I had occasion to go out several times — sometimes for needed shopping, other times just to get out of my apartment. Always I exchanged pleasantries with Ralph, the doorman of my building. When I had first moved in he had been rather formal with me, perhaps feeling that it was not his place as a doorman to. Taking a deep breath to steel himself, Rally lifted his shirt and revealed his pale white chest – just a tuft of hair slightly between his breast bone. “Wow, I can see your rib cage,” Harley observed as she removed her own half-top revealing her white bra underneath.Rally opened his mouth in surprise as if he had just been tricked.“Hold your horses, I am going to take it off too,” Harley reluctantly unsnapped her bra. “I will probably have to teach you to do that since you won’t get to practice. Ever.. um...are you bullish? Like ever bulled before or.. want or yeeah.." He finished with a bashful appearance on his face while trying to read me.WHAT THE FUCK is going on here i'm thinking.. did i really just go from war-on to being approached by a what..? A swinger? A real live cuckold? I grinned in a narcissistic manor i'm sure, and said "you want me to fuck your wife or something??" "Lets say i said yes... Would you be opposed to that?"Standing in a tomb of parking structure having this. "It's just that it's so good. I want to... I'm almost ready. "Again, Brianna raised her hips, halting with the tip of my cock just touching her entrance. Looking at me her eyes out of focus, she drove her body down, forcing me into her, spreading the tight walls of her vagina with the hard flesh of my cock. Up again, then down, Brianna continued stroking me inside the tight confines of her pussy. Her strokes becoming quicker now, up... down... up... down. My hands on her hips, I was thrusting.