Quite soon you will be begging me to get you pregnant, to fuck you like the bitch you’re going to be, to fill you with my seed. And when I do, I wil... take your pregnancy test myself, rub oil on your stomach, kiss your pregnant pussy and make you quiver with excitement and beg me to fill your pregnant pussy with my hard cock.” Alicia gasped at the vivid description, not having expected such a thing. To her horror, she found herself growing wet. His hand pressed against her again, stroking her. The only mobile number I’ve got for her was from then, and it hasn’t worked for years. My contacts list is full of old numbers I’ve never bothered to delete. Anyway, calling her is a moot point if I don’t have her number.”Sandy’s phone buzzed again, and Ali’s face appeared on the screen. She hesitated before reaching out to pick it up. “What do you want me to tell her?” she asked me as the phone continued to buzz in her hand.I held out my hand, and she gratefully gave me the phone.“Hi Ali,” I. We started to make some real trouble and had a blast. My dick had to my delight calmed down a bit, anyway enough so I could get up into the boat without them seeing the big bump on my shorts. That’s what I thought anyway. Half an hour later we were laying on the deck, the three of us. The girls wet bodies glistered in the sun as they stretched themselves out and enjoyed the warming sun. I just couldn’t help myself looking at them secretly as we talked. Both of them were very easy to chat with. Turning on the light, he examines the surroundings. The shitty apartment is still the same: only 9m², a metallic bed with a hard uncomfortable mattress, some wood shelves and other arrangements, a real tiny kitchen area, paint past and scaled of the walls... there is even no bathroom and toilet (they are share with others apartments). At least, rent is cheap and university isn't far. Suddenly, he bursts in tears. After all those depressive time, Charles seems to have reach nervous.