D. Poynton. We were enjoying a late snack together, snuggled up on the couch. She was sitting between my legs and had her foot folded up in her lap, s...e was a little more flexible in those days, and I was massaging her foot with my one hand and eating the egg sandwich she had fixed for me with the other. We took turns sipping from a bottle of birch soda."I'm worried about Joanie, Jackie. She's getting ready to do something that I think is very dangerous." I waited for her to continue, pressing. I continued to push into her, watching my shaft sink inch by inch. She was gasping and I was not sure if it was pleasure or pain but she did not stop me. By now I was warming to the idea, feeling her ample butt cheeks clamping my meat between them was turning me on big time."Hold it and when you are ready, fuck me very slowly, when you are ready to come, pull out and stick it in my pussy, that is where your cream should be and I want it to fill me up again".I began to pull out of her and she. She’s renewing the sexual vibes, babe. Let’s use them to try again to knock me up!” Megan encouraged me as she sank her slick and juicy gash onto my cock.“You want me to take you right here in this chair, don’t you?” I teased Megan, who confirmed my suspicions by riding me now.“Do it! Put that baby in me, that bun in my fucking oven! Make our little bastard brat right now!” Megan egged me on as she bounced up and down on my prick.I fucked Megan rather enthusiastically while we made out and. .. please... “. Just to shut him up, I began to let my memories come out aloud. I was talking as I was remembering these moments: “that one fine morning, she rode the bus, sat in her usual chair, facing me, she was wearing torn pants, so torn, I could see the twists and turns of her sexy white legs. She knew I’ve been looking at her. She enjoys my indirect looks. She sat in a way that let the torn pants reveal as much skin as possible. I saw her thong. I even saw a few strands of pubic hair. My.