I put my clothes and other things in there. Once we were done, we all went out to the couch again and I sat in the middle of them.“Well, are you hop...ng for a boy or girl?” Jeanette asked.“Well, your dad already has a girl, so I guess a boy,” I replied.“I have a daughter already?” John asked.“Smart ass,” Jeanette replied.“But are you sure you are gonna be OK with this? I didn't mean to steal your best friend,” John said.“I'll be OK dad. I'm a little ticked, but I'll get over it eventually,”. I had broken up with my graduate- school girlfriend some time earlier, so I was very vulnerable to Shannon's very obvious charms; so vulnerable, in fact, that my cock actually stiffened slightly when I saw her in the front row.She was wearing what she usually wore: a tight, light-colored shirt with a scoop neck, a skirt just a little shorter than the current fashion, stockings, and dark pumps. Her waist was narrow, her hips broad; her breasts were large-- too large to be really firm--and swayed. Besides, there was no reason for large population centers, who would want to be so crowded? Folks tended to move on if a place grew too much, all the more so because of the primitive sanitation practices. It wasn’t like a house was so special, with no running water or electric, just a fireplace, (for cooking not warmth) a few walls and a roof. The bed was a two foot high shelf, with a pile of dried vegetation for cushioning, and a light covering. The days and nights were all of a. After a few minutes of pretending to resist, I gave in and started fully moving my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. My breathing became heavier and my moaning, while still soft, was audible now. He knew I was enjoying it. And by God, I was enjoying it like nothing I have enjoyed before.As my moaning grew, he took his left hand out of my top and put it on my mouth silencing me. This was totally unexpected for me and as such turned me on to a whole new level. Being forcibly gagged and fingered.