We hadn’t used a condom. And no I wasn’t on the pill, patch or anything. I shook my head no, my heart pounding frantically. Oh god, what if he hat...d me now? What if I got pregnant? What if I’d just ruined both his and my lives? I felt tears of fear prick my eyes and wrapped my arms around my body. Seth strode over and wrapped me in his big, strong arms. ‘Its ok baby, don’t cry. Please don’t cry. Maybe you’re not pregnant. Maybe it’s a safe time. Even if you are… we… we’ll make it. I have a good. Leaning down on it, she punched the holes into the papers. She opened the project folder and inserted the sheets. After folding the metal clips to hold the papers in place, she closed the cover. Looking through the plastic front, she read the title aloud, “Personal Definition of Happiness and Goals for Diana Parker.”With a sad expression on her face, she put the folder down. Working through her personal definition of happiness had been pure torture. Things that she had thought important to her. ”His face contorted like he had to sneeze. “Fuck,” he panted, “fuck, I’m cumming.” He pushed himself as deep into her pussy as he could. His balls slapped the backs of her thighs as he gave a few more pumps. He spilled a bigger load into her than I thought he would. I felt their combined juices dribble down my thighs.He gave a final grunt. Master stayed inside her pussy while he took the time to caress her tits and pepper her neck with sloppy kisses.When he finally pulled out, more of their cum. “Thirty-six C,” she smirks as I remove her cupless bra and ogle her magnificent tits. “And forty-one inch hips.”“So pleased you won Fiona. Can I put your bra on again for you? Your magnificent tits look even better spilling out of it,” I tell her as I do up the clasp.Her nipples are hard and erect as I lick them and suck on them.“I want a thirty-minute fuck, at least thirty-minutes,” she whispers.Her two girl friends are both completely naked now apart from their heels, and watching intently as.