Slap slap slap. Flesh on flesh. Slapslapslapslap. She's moaning. I'm moaning. Her ass is red from the constant slapping. Her tiny tits are swaying as ...uch as they could. A little spittle comes out of my mouth and lands on her back. And in no time, hot cum was filling up the condom. Even then, I kept thrusting away. I wanted to get as much out of this moment as I could. Because there was no guarantee that it would ever happen again.Sated, we slept. And in the morning we vowed never to do it. “Go, Mistress!” Lee said, her belly flat. She had delivered Clint's daughter Amber two months ago.“You are so beautiful,” Alicia said, her stomach growing round with the twin brother and sister she carried for Clint. Beside her, her friend Jenny was even more swollen, a month away from delivering James their first incestuous child.“Thank you, cupcake,” I said, beaming at my little sister.I mounted the stage with such ease. I felt like I floated to Clint. He held out his hand and I took it. I. When he finally stopped pumping, I could feel his heavy balls resting against the back of my thighs. It was then I remembered about the condoms, but it was far too late to worry by that point. And anyway, it had been a greater turn-on for me to know that I could get pregnant!We lay together, his now semi-hard cock still inside me. I had my legs spread wide apart. I felt warm and satisfied as Jamal ran his hands over my thighs and stocking-tops up to my breasts. Our lips joined, and I sucked. "Do you wanna have dinner with me after work?" She paused...she didn't look at me when she said "I can't get with you!" I, shocked, but determined "Why? What's all the flirting for?" She finally confessed "I have someone , we've been together for ten years." At first, I was going to leave it alone. But I couldn't. Maybe it was ego. Maybe I'm an asshole who needs to get off when he sees someone he wants. Or, maybe it was a legitimate spark, "We can be friends," I pleaded. She shook her head no,.