Her mouth filled and the light went out and hands, dozens of strongfrozen hands, reached out, grabbing her in tight painful grips. She felt herselflif...ed even as she kicked, flailed helplessly against the vice-like hands thatheld her ankles, knees, and wrists. She felt her shirt tug against her skin and then there were ripping soundsfollowed by the feel of cool air. Fingers wrapped around her right then leftbreasts, kneading them. Tongues flicked across her nipples. More ripping sounds.She. I didn’t give him anal, either. The farther my pregnancy went, the hornier I got and the more I fucked both of my guys. The more I cheated on Roderick with Jason, the more I wanted to fuck Roderick as well. I was a very kinky slut for both men, one an abusive prick, the other a battered husband. Very odd combination of choices, right?“It wasn’t to last, though. Jason kept pushing for anal sex, and I refused him repeatedly, especially while pregnant, not wanting to risk the babies’ health. I. “Mr. Clausen, is that prudent? Given this ‘Person’s’ reputation, I would feel much safer if he was in restraints. I believe a waist chain and shackles, if not a straitjacket would be in order.”The newcomer was in his late 20’s. He had long hair that was bunched up on the back of his head. He was wearing a pink button-down collared shirt and blue with vertical yellow striped pants.Randy spoke up, “Mr. Fairbanks,” He was immediately interrupted.“The name is Fayrbanke, Dagner Fayrbanke. and my. My face blushed a crimson red with the unexpected arrival of her."Um, hi, I'm John" is all I managed to say.She then asked "Looking for some panties for your girlfriend or wife?"This is when, if asked by a sales woman, I would always say yes but for some unknown reason to me I said no. What was I thinking, I just told this beautiful woman no. What other reason would I be looking at panties?"What size do you wear" she asked me with a smile on her pretty face. My own face, now turning three.