Please don’t hurt my daughter or me and then she really broke into tears and said, I’m two months pregnant. Well you could have told Jake almost a...ything next and he wouldn’t have heard you. He had just heard the best news he could have imagined. He reached over and pulled up the sweater that Betsy had on. It was purple and while you might not have been able to notice the slight pot in her belly, if you looked at her tits it wouldn’t take you long to figure out that she had already begun to. "You mean - " Gotta have it," she mumbled, crawling over me and slurping my limp prick into her mouth. Her tongue was like sandpaper on my ultrasensitized cock, and I let out a loud "Ouch!" as she struggled to get any residue off my cock.She raised her head and looked at me with desperation in her face. "I gotta have your cum or I'll go crazy!"Inspiration."I know where there's plenty." I sat up, groaning, and reached to her crotch, still soaked with our juices. I stuck a finger into her and. " You have it all wrong Frankie. I didn't go to that party with Bill. All he was was my ride. I called a half a dozen people to see if I could catch a ride with someone, but I wasn't able to hook up with anyone. The last person I called was Debbie and she told me that she had the flu and wasn't going to go, but that Bill, who was supposed to be her date that night, was there and she put him on the phone. He said he was still going to the party and that if I wanted he would stop by and pick me. Sure, she was driving relentlessly in and out of her taut, quivering and audibly queefing ass. Yes, her seventeen-carat diamond wedding ring was making mincemeat of her anal sphincter with each bludgeoning stroke, and blood was pouring down her perfectly smooth, shiny thighs.'That's okay, ' she mused delightedly to herself. 'A little anal blood never hurt anybody, and Sledge bought me this ring. If my darling, sensitive and incredibly wise husband didn't want me to rip my asshole open while.