‘No, don’t. Ok, I am quite sexually active, but I’m on the pill, and I always do safe sex.’ The doctor snorted in dismissal. She took some blo...d, and then disappeared. Tess turned to Liz. ‘No way I’m pregnant. It’s just not possible.’ Liz kept her opinions to herself, and they talked about other things, much better than they’d talked for years, only pausing when the nurses came occasionally to check on Tess. Eventually the doctor came back, and sat down next to the bed. ‘Tess, you’re pregnant,. I'M GOING TO FUCK YOUR EYESOCKET CUNT. I'M GONNA BLOW MY LOAD INTO YOUR CUNT BRAIN" he shook and thrashed to no avail.The woman Brad knew only as 'sir' stood up, stepping casually behind him as he shouted and screamed himself ragged. The Veins in his neck and forehead standing out brilliantly with the force of his cursing. Momentarily something dropped over his head and yanked tightly into his open mouth, stretching his jaw to the point of popping before falling behind his teeth. He bit down on. His cock was throbbing and sending him signals that it was not happy with the situation and needed some action before much longer.He decided to go up on the roof and stretch out on a towel to catch some rays. First, he stopped at the icebox and got some beers and shoved the little portable radio under his arm so he could listen to the Saturday "Top 40 Tunes".Sal was just settling down to some serious lazy time when the hatch opened and Mrs. Lindsey's teenaged daughter Kate came out wearing a. My moans echoing off of the cabin walls.He stops and puts his forehead to mine. Gasping for air, he whispers in his cowboy drawl "I want to taste you" and licks my lips. I feel a cool wave of it wash over me, giving me goosebumps. He kisses his way down my neck. Softly brushing his lips across my skin. His facial hair tickling me along the way. He grabs hold of my breasts with both hands, gently squeezing them and sucking my nipples. First one, nibbling and pinching between his lips, then to.