"The slight onset of worry vanished as she held me, my arms slipping around her waist, breathing in the faint scent of strawberry in her hair. I close... my eyes, imagining her as my girlfriend, surprising myself with the feelings that brought, pushing them quickly away, even as she kissed my cheek tenderly."No, yeah, it will be fun. I just don’t want Brad to know, ok?"She giggled as she let go of me, ignoring my sigh with an enigmatic grin as she slipped from my embrace. "Yeah, like Brad’s so. I was gasping for breath with tears coming down my cheeks. Three, four, five… the blows continued, each with a settling down period and I was full scale crying by now.“Stop, please… I’ll be good.” but the sixth blow came anyway. “Please!” I pleaded which was followed by seven, eight and nine. I was full scale crying now, begging, promising to be good, when at last I must have said the magic words… “I’ll do anything.” Master paused… and then reigned down the hardest, most brutal tenth stroke.. A couple weeks to work in a big government deal. He called her every night, but she seemed evasive and distant. Its nonsense, he thought, I am distant. When finally he came back, she stormed into his apartment, sobbing, and told him she was pregnant. Still crying and with great difficulty, she told him her father was a Minister in a very conservative Puritan Church, and he could not face his congregation with a promiscuous daughter and a bastard child in his house. Abortion was out of question,. I noticed that the two women were now on the floor still locked in their deep kiss and were grinding their groins together and frigging each other. Cindy then proceeded to help me out of my clothes so that we were both completely naked. I then mounted her and fucked her missionary style. Cindy was a terrific fuck. She had a tight little pussy and perky ass that she kept in constant motion, keeping a nice sqeeze on my cock. It wasn't five minutes before she exploded in a very intense orgasm. I.