?Steve and I can afford it. I want to be his six million dollar woman.?Dr. Kaford did not smile. ?The money is not the issue. I still can’t believe ...hat you are serious about wanting us to do this thing to you. It’s outrageous.?Lori nodded. ?It is outrageous. But I am a sexual masochist. I embraced that reality a long time ago. I want what I want. And I want you to do this outrageous thing to me.??You might want it but the buck stops with me,? Kaford said. ?I’m the surgeon. There are serious. I'm not on the pill! No!!!!!!" I ignored her and deliberately shot my load of hot, teenage cum straight up inside her pretty pussy, aiming for her womb, whilst holding onto her hips. As I spurted, I felt certain that we were making a baby which excited me even more!For the rest of that day, I alternated between eating out her pretty, shaven little pussy full of my cum or fucking her as deep as I could, determined to get her with my c***d.I wouldn't even allow her to go to the bathroom alone. As. ”“Good night, Mom.”October 17, 1982, McKinley, Ohio“Did you decide what to do?” Clarissa asked as we drank coffee on Sunday afternoon.“No, but I think I have a clearer picture of things with Katy. But I also have something new to think about. I went to visit my ex-girlfriend, April, and her baby, Chastity. I saw April nurse Chastity, and April let me hold her, too. It was mind-blowing.”Clarissa’s eyes narrowed, “She’s not yours, is she?”I shook my head, “No. April got pregnant about four months. Her high domed forehead, full sensual lips, her head shorn of her tawny curls were the give away normally, but generally in the village she remained thankfully anonymous.Grace found the walk really helped her attitude knowing her menstruation was finishing and she loved the way the balmy morning air wafted through her shift and caressed her unsheathed cunt. She passed a farm by taking a different route back to her villa and watched a massive white Charollaise bull mount one of his small harem.