"Yes, call it celebration sex, I'm pregnant with your baby. I may have to drop out of college, but I don't care. I wanna have your baby," I replied.Th...n we started making out as I was stroking his dick. I really was very happy to have his baby. Probably as happy as I ever been in my life. I was still in my clothes though. He put his hands onto my boobs."Let's get those damn clothes off you now my pregnant lady," John said."I'm your pregnant lady now?" I asked."Yes, of course you are, I love you. Oh... my G... God. Ohhhh shit! Oh shit!" Charlie then started fucking her hard and deep. She seemed only semi-conscious through much of this. If I didn't know better I would have thought she was speaking in tongues. I couldn't understand half of what she was moaning. For several minutes this magical, fantastical fucking of my wife continued. I didn't want it to ever end.But finally Charlie announced, "I'm going to cum." "Good! Please keep fucking me!" Claire pleaded.This was suddenly a problem. Our two trunks had redlines painted on it. Everyone had been given red clothing andblindfolded. The trucks of all different colors launched from the mainfacility into different directions. About twenty minutes into the drivewe were allowed to take our red blindfolds off and formally meet eachother. Sitting to my right was a man named Jax. He was twenty years oldand from Florida. To my left was another linebacker sized guy named Owen.I hadn't talked to anyone else.The truck finally stopped and. “Relax your throat,” he said. She looked up at him and nodded submissively. She put her mouth on his cock again and rested her hands against his thighs. This time he pushed her hands away from his thighs, so she rested them on her knees instead. He again grabbed a handful of hair from the back of her head, but this time he placed his other hand under her chin just above her throat. He didn’t squeeze it as if to choke her. He just placed it there. He began to slowly thrust his hips again, but.