"DADDY!" was all Trisha could say when her young body began to orgasm, around my long cock."Yes Baby! Go!" I said as I too released my thick cum deep ...nto her already pregnant, young body. "Oh my sweet, little girl!" I moaned as I filled her so full of cum it ran from her wet pussy and down the crack of her beautiful ass. I gently moved my squirting cock in and out of her spasming pussy, until we had been satisfied.Later, Trisha and I were lying in each others arms, "I wish you were my real,. Sometime after dawn one determined that the sound was a low battery warning on a cordless phone and just hours later recalled that said phone was at the top of the attic ladder–ready to hand for incoming phone calls which might beckon while one has crawling, Quasimodo-like, round the attic precincts. Musing over this whilst occupied with one’s elevenses, one wrote the following: SHOOT TO KILL By JCSTREET © Patrick woke suddenly at 3:10am knowing something was wrong but not knowing what. He. It’s you that excites me, Becc. Holding you. Being naked with you beneath our sheets. Making love to you,” he said as he kissed around her shoulders and up to her ear. His hand moved from her stomach up to her breasts and he caressed her tenderly. “And children. I could be a father.”“Even though it is unlikely today, perhaps you should practice making me pregnant again.”“Yes. Yes, perhaps I should.”Thursday, 16 June 1955, Europe by RailIt took five days and nights from Calais, France to. When we got to the church I parked the car and waited for her to touch up her make-up. When she was done she looked around the parking lot then looked at me and slowly pulled her long dress up her stockinged thigh to show me that she was wearing nothing under her dress but those sexy thigh high stockings. I couldn't help but run my hand up her inner thigh to give her beautiful shaved pussy a little rub. There were people walking by my truck, but to my surprise she let me play and kept her dress.