Could she be pregnant with the child of her worst enemy? Would she be the Mother of the child of America’s Most Wanted? The criminal warlord who had...massacred men women and children. ?She prayed against hope that somehow she was not pregnant, as her belly began to grow and her breasts swell.Rationality told her it was hopeless to expect mercy from this monster after months of his sadistic abuse. And yet the pregnancy had caused emotions to re-circuit her mind. She got on her knees and tearfully. There was a small couch near the bank of booths where I waited for Sara to change into her dress. I could see her feet under the bottom of the changing room door. She kicked off her shoes, and then her pants slid off. I could see nothing but skin all the way to mid-shin. And I could imagine how far up that bare skin went! Watching her like that, I developed a new appreciation for shopping!I witnessed a weird little barefoot dance, and then out came Sara, her new dress hugging her figure,. Shit feeling even better. I’m shaking tears coming from my eyes. Then we started making eye contact and I told her to suck that shit. She lifted up the dress again ass phat af. She had a nice bubble butt(It looks like a slightly smaller version of Katt Leya’s Ass). I eventually nutted in her mouth she swallowed it. I picked her ass up layed her on the edge of the principals desk. Ass hanging off the edge and everything. Her pussy had no spot nor blemish. That shit was pretty AS FUCK!! No hair. One step at a time.” She leans in to kiss him. The kiss is passionate and deep and blissful.Feelings surge and overwhelm him. He pulls away. “I’m afraid of losing you.”Sam cups his face in her hands and says, “I know the feeling, but if there is one thing that today has taught me is that together we can make it through anything.” She smiles, which in turn brings one to his face. “You got my back and I got yours. There ain’t shit anyone or anything can do to break that.” She smiles again and.