"What's your name sweetie?" I asked, directing my question to the tot. "Emily." She replied softly, swinging her flowered sundress in the brilliant ...ight. "That sure is a pretty name." I smiled, "Did your Mommy give it to you?" The little one frowned and looked back down the hill, "I don't have a Mommy." That short sentence felt like it ripped my heart out, I gave the jogger a sad, knowing glance. Both of us knew exactly how she was feeling. "Poor kid." He sighed. She rocked on her. “Em, what if you get pregnant?” he asked. She put her fingers on his lips.“Don’t worry, we will cross that bridge when we get there…but this is what I want…and I want your cum…give it to me, ok? I’ll be your sexual servant for this, anything you want me to do, I’ll do it, but you have to service my fertile, married womb with your hot cum. Fair deal?” she said. He nodded slowly. “Now let’s take a shower.” She walked over to the shower and turned on the water. Marvell stood there, dumbfounded,. She not just sucking, but also cuddling with my testicles…oh….oh…that was terrific.She sucked my cum out in a minute or so, and after she had the cum in her mouth, she pushed me on to the table,came over me, and guided my dick into her hairy vagina, and did her thing by moving up and down on my dick. As my cum was already eaten by her, my dick gradually began to shrink. By now she was sweating, and breathing hard.Sudenly, I felt a burning densation on my dick, and this was because, she sucked. Slowly he unbuttoned her shirt, exposing more satin soft skin to his exploration. Shannon’s hand caressed the back of his head, holding him close to her….letting him know she approved of what he was doing. A soft moan of pure pleasure escaped her lips. ‘Allen?’ He gave no response as he lay her back on the bed and stretched out alongside her. ‘Allen?’ Shannon asked again. ‘Mmmm? What dear?’ Allen’s hand moved across her stomach and settled under her breast, the soft weight of it filling his.