It was wonderful. She sucked, hollow-cheeked, up thelength of him until he almost slipped out. After ateasing pause she slid down him again, down and ...ownuntil her lips reached her curled fingers. No deepthroating, no gagging, just a slow and steady, suckand slide. Almost imperceptibly his arousal grew, hisballs seemed to buzz with energy and he knew he couldcome again. He lay back in the cushions and watchedthis gorgeous woman seem to devour him. His cockglistened with her saliva, the tracery. She typed this up, and he sent it in to American Anthropologist.As this was happening, he got in the habit of looking questioningly at her when he got back from class -- or when she got back on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Neither would speak, but she’d give him a thumbs up. When she missed her next period also, she made a doctor’s appointment to confirm her pregnancy. The tests were positive, and they had a fine dinner to celebrate.“I’m not made of glass, you know,” she said in bed that night.. Millie got up, straightened her shoulders, and walked to Trevor Reed's private office. She pushed the door the rest of the way open, and hesitated.Reed stood up behind his desk, and smiled. He was slender, dark-haired, and wore a small mustache. His Western-style jacket and shirt, with a string tie, had obviously come from an expensive style shop in Las Vegas or Reno."Come in, Mrs. Hinshaw," Reed said in a mellow voice that indicated refinement. "Close the door, if you will please. Sit down.". I felt so full already. It started throbbing and he muttered that my pussy is his. “You ready for the rest of this dick?” I nod and he pushed the rest of it in. I almost screamed. He kissed the scream right off of my lips and pulled his wet, big, wide dick out of me and slowly moved it back in. Then, he started kissing my neck. He went down further and started tantalizing me with his mouth. His lips captured my nipple and his tongue and teeth tortured me. “Beg me to keep going,” he demanded. I.