Paige apologized with a smile for the delay as she shook my hand andgreeted me. I said that the wait was no bother even though it had servedto make me...sweat out the inevitable even further.Paige nodded as she looked down at me from the perch of her stilettoheels. While she is two inches shorter than me, her four inch heels madeher seem a little larger than me.I followed Paige through a door and down a hallway that led to her office.She closed the door behind her before she sat down at her desk. I pulled the sheet down over her belly, and yes, there was a definite pronounced bump there.'I think you're pregnant,' I said to her.'Of course I am, you idiot. I thought you'd have noticed sooner.' She replied.'I haven't had a period for two months!''Who's is it?' I asked.'How the fuck should I know,' she grinned back at me.'It could be any of the hundreds of men that have fucked me over the last few months.''And don't get to thinking it might be yours. Your sperm would never stand a chance. Then, with a move so quick that if you blinked your eyes, you missed it, she entered him from the rear and rode him as he crawled around in a dazed circle trying to escape her impalement that shocked him to his youthful core.Casanova was well-acquainted with the process because the Queen had been trying to domesticate him ever since his capture so many months ago. He had gotten used to her tricks and turned it to his benefit because in the end he eventually managed to mount her in turn and make. He has a way of putting smiles on her face. Taken back a day, she sees herself bending over and spreading her ass for him. He enters hard and long bumping her over the chair she's bent over. He fucks deep. It's painful. She can always feel him. He lingers there after the act in the muscles and in the tissue he's touched. His touch fills her day with memories making her body react throughout the day. Letting go she fingers herself. Working harder on the worked cunt. It amazes her how he fucked.