." Fuck me, George. Put it in. Fuck me," and he did. All the way. "In and out. In and out," I begged, and he started stroking my love hole, but he was...too excited to make it last."Oh no, oh no," he moaned."Don't stop," and I felt my vagina filling with his semen. "Don't stop."And when it was over and we were both catching our breath, he asked, "Won't Mr. Connor be mad?" We won't tell him will we. We won't tell anybody. Not even Kara, OK?" OK. Sure. But won't you get pregnant?" You can't get me. "I talked to Jimmy," Megan reported. "He said it would be fine if you went with us and we dropped you off right after the game. We, uh, we have something we want to do afterward." Just as a hint," Susan said, "if you go on up the road a couple miles past our place, the road comes to a dead end at a bridge that's been out forever. I get the impression that it's not used for parking very much, so you might not be disturbed there." That's good to know," Megan laughed. "The last time Jimmy and I. The usual couple of days of sorting followed, each in worlds of their own, each with a separate priority, the all consuming jobs round the new home occupying most of the hours, along with meals and sleep, the pool being under repair so that option was out, it wasn’t till the Friday that any real relaxing time really came about. They were sat in the conservatory, the evening meal over the lights of the distant seafront promenade twinkling as the light receded. They each had a drink in hand and. His truck was there and I could just imagine what was going on inside. I pulled my car into the garage quietly, then walked back out into the yard and around to the bedroom windows. Before I could even get to the windows, I could hear Lisa inside. I’m almost ashamed to say, but it was an instant turn-on. I found a gap where I could see through the window, and the moment I saw them, I almost shot off in my pants. I couldn’t believe what it was like seeing them. He was a good-looking guy,.