I’m not wearing my diaphragm for you,” was her response. “Fill me with your potent seed and make me pregnant, Baby!”This drove me to new heigh...s in passion. I started pounding her pussy with my long cock strokes. I did not feel the resistance of the diaphragm and hopped I would make her pregnant within the month. I knew I could. I felt every ridge of her pussy. Mother stated, “Put the fire out on my womb with your fire hose.” She was in a continuous orgasm right when I started blowing my load. That's why Jim was the most successful kid in School,almost a gangster.He had a part in every pocket of the nerdish seven graders, hispeers; he got their money in almost every legal or illegal waythat he could device.And again in the seventh grade at the beginning of the schoolyear he had the chance to get the eight grade and the new seventhgrade.But that was only a hypothesis.Mrs. Mardusky was a lady of around forty five, had a black jethair very long and always wearing long skirts with a. Our sex life that once was bustling and exciting, now had become dull and boring. We were lucky to do it a few times a month, and my wife hadn’t had an orgasm in months. I know a lot of couples go through a stage like us, but I began to worry that it might carry over into our marriage. I loved my wife dearly, and I certainly didn’t want to throw away our marriage over sex. It wasn’t until a year ago that I began to fantasize about my wife being with another man. It initially started off as a. She would happily give up Carly, maybe even reluctantly, Kurt too, if there was absolutely no other way, but if she could convince them to take a stranger or two, for her own life, it seemed like a bargain to her at that moment.“You’d give up others to save your miserable life after a single touch of the cattle prod? What a cunt!” The man finally spoke with a sneer.He too had an accent although Jill had never heard a South African speak before, so she had no idea where he might be from. Nor did.