"Francine, is this supposed to make me feel better?"Phone: Wait for it. He held me down and brought me with a quicky hand job. I told you he had skill.... Anyway, it was my turn, so I got his pants off and did a stroke and blow, just to take the edge off. So far its all very friendly, but not very serious. Then I sat my bare ass in his bare lap, and gave him my best "Wanna fuck?"Francine, you slut."Phone: Schwartz, I kid you not, I was turned on. Worse, I had not been seriously screwed in almost. That does not match up very well but it works out for me. I go out looking for these horny pregnant women who aren't getting it at home. I look for ones that appear to be at least six months along. Like I was saying, in the last three months I have approached a dozen or so 'mommies to be' and wound up burying my cock in three of them.The first one I found at a bar not far from home. She was sitting as close to the bar as she could get her belly, smoking cigarettes and drinking rum and coke. She. Brad listened intently a few moments, and then said "Wow! I didn't think it would happen in time. I'm about 20 minutes out. Prep the patient and get the OR ready!"Amy already knew what was coming as he hung up the phone. She had a pouty, disappointed look on her face. "I'll make it up to you, Babe!" Brad said. "But they got a donor for DJ!" That, at least, made it worth it to Amy to miss out on what promised to be a night of amazing sex. DJ was a little boy who needed a heart-lung transplant,. It was then I felt a collar roughly fastened around my neck. A long leash jerked me onto all fours and toward my tormented wife. The other man from the club proceeded to fasten my leash to the bar suspending my wife so that any move I made would throw her into agony. I looked up at her tear stained face and wondered whether we would make it home alive. A question which disappeared in an instant with the grip of large strong hands on my hips, and the pressure of an enormous bare glans.