One such Friday, she finished work early, and started her routine getting ready. She would pop over to say hi to my Mum, and would smile and flirt wit... me. She was always very tactile and open about her womanhood. She loved guys looking. I certainly was one of them."Out tonight Auntie Dawn?" I asked her." Yes sweetheart, I'm out with the Girlies, it's gonna end up bad I think!" she said laughing.She looked amazing even in her work clothes - a white upturned collared white shirt, deeply opened. 'Status report, ' she subvocalized, activating her body monitor.Her inner ear resonated with the response. 'Blood pressure one sixty over ninety-five. Heart rate is one hundred ten. Your blood sugar is sixty-eight. You are eighty-five percent hydrated. You have been unconscious for seventy-six hours. Location is ... unknown.'"What do you mean, 'unknown'," she asked out loud. "What is my GPS position?"'No GPS signal is being received, ' the unit responded. 'Your transponder is not. Yes, I'm huge." How would it look to your bosses, idiot," said Bob sipping his beer."How are you going to explain that your new girlfriend is about to popany minute. Obviously you can't hide it and obviously you can't tellthem its yours." You're so damn old fashioned, Bob. You make me nuts sometimes. It'snot 1930! Maybe they would think he's a wonderful sensitive guy fordating a woman about to give birth to someone else's child," saidKaren. "People love men that would step up like that. I bet. This only turned me on more. I started pumping faster and she met my thrusts. She was moving her body up and down and we were meeting in the middle with a loud slap. We both started going faster and faster, both eager to feed the others needs. I felt my orgasm building in my balls. She was moving faster and faster on top of me. I knew I was going to cum soon. I couldn’t thrust anymore, because my building orgasm was causing me to lose the rhythm, so I lay there as she moved up and down on my.