"Nah," he said and fell silent. "Well, maybe one of these days we ought to do something together?" Melanie asked. "Yeah," Peter said. "Yeah, definitel...." He was making the motions that indicated he was about to turn and head for his bus. Is it the penis? The testosterone? Melanie thought. What makes them so damned dense? Melanie was willing to take the initiative. She didn't have a date to the junior prom. Peter wasn't hard on the eyes: black hair brushed back, lean face, just the suggestion. "He smiled. I reached my hand out. He was surprised by the gesture and then we shook. "I am going to Sherando Lake tonight. If I share some of the provisions with you, would you drive a wagon with me? I don't think a Regular Army Major would drive a wagon full of supplies."He nodded. I rode back to the wagon and carriage. "There is a family in the house, not constabulary. Do any of you have family?"Everyone said that her family had been killed. "Do you have anything you want to get? Any clothes. After some teasing, I moaned when he finally entered me.We both orgasmed together. With my husband not wearing a condom, I felthim erupt and deposit his seed inside me. I hoped it would meet with myegg and that I would soon be pregnant again.EpilogueI was well into my fourth pregnancy. My breasts were back up to 36Fbecause I was pregnant. The last three times they went back down to36DD after I stopped breastfeeding. I was fine if it happened a fourthtime as well. Even if I didn't have the. He would slowly rub his hand over me and gradually work his way down to my underwear and slip his hand inside to find my cock already hard in anticipation of what was to come. I always pretended to be asleep while he did this and laid there for him to do as he pleased. He would take my hand and place it on his cock and then wrap his hand around mine, so I was gripping him while he touched me. He always stopped before cumming and went to the bathroom to finish but on this night, I decided I.