The ostensibly innocuous pressure from that aroused me so much that I had, in the interest of decency, to loosely place a blanket over myself. Soon af...er our legs started touching each other’s. My hand ran over her upper thighs starting on the outside, moving inwards. I knew where it was headed: she did too. She had thin and quite tight trousers on, that anyone taking discreet(ish) glances of the sort I did would leave in no doubt as to the physical nature of her femininity. Sadly before the. There was so much cum between us, it started surging out of her pussy, squirting her clit. I was breathing so hard, I thought I’d collapse, “Ah, baby! I can’t get enough of your exquisite pussy! Oh! You make me feel so good! Can you feel the cum on your clit?” Panting and moaning she could only nod her head yes. I don’t know how long we fucked that time, but it was so good. I had chills surging through my body as I rammed her tiny, little cunt. Finally, after what seemed like hours, we had. .. it's my baby... I miss her so... want her so... Oh God, M'sieu' Girarde, what can I do... ? I-I think I'll lose my mind if I don't get her back..."Rafael Girarde barely moved; he studied this voluptuous girl who had given birth to the child both he and his wife had come to think of as their very own, the child they had purchased from a drunken doctor without benefit of legal documents because his barren wife's past narcotic history was a matter of record, and enough to destroy any. Jess, Jess! JESS!" Finally I stopped struggling and looked up at him, the head of his **** was still poking my tonsils, I was crying and still gagging here and there. He looked at me again with that almost sorry look. "Just relax, okay? I need you to relax. Just take a deep breath, tip your head back and keep trying to swallow." He let me pull a lungful of air around his ****. He pulled me forward to change the angle and then, holding the back of my head, he started pushing it into my throat.I.