She smiled confidently as she heard Dave groan each time one of her fingers were snugly fit into it's appropriate opening. She had, on more than one o...casion, succumb to his fetish of having her leather encased hands fondling his privates, and she believed this, whether he wanted it or not, would be the ideal time to indulge his pleasure. She watched with pleasure as Dave all but drooled at the sound of the clasps that held the gloves tightly around her wrists snapped shut. She slowly lowered. She was angry and just told I dint expect this from you . She stopped replying despite my apologies . The next day I went outside her house and called her . She came down – we went for coffee . I apologised her profusely . She finally agreed and we hugged . That was one hell of a tight hug . All the feelings rushed through my body . I couldn’t control and I told her that I love her . She started crying . She told me she also loved me but she had to marry her fiancee due to family pressure . I. Is this real? I listen, breathing, I can definitely hear breathing. With pounding heart I turn my head and there you are, lying next to me, looking beautiful in your sleep. I smile, and then it hits me. "Christ what happened last night," I think to myself. "Oh god, I fell asleep. What a way to start. What shall I do? Lie here and wait for you to wake up, wake you up." I just don't know. So I chicken out and, very quietly I get up.I walk through the villa, seeing it for the first time in. Albertson stumbled into the room, clearly being pushed in by the naughty nineteen-year-old girl hugging her from behind. “We're both pregnant, Becky.”I blinked. “What?”Before I could even ask another question, Janice and her mother were on me. They surrendered to their desire for me. They fell on the bed, Janice on my right, Mrs. Albertson on my left, and grasped my wet cock with their greedy hands. Mother and step-daughter lapped up my shaft, climbing higher and higher.I groaned as their.