I focused all my attention on caressing and loving the woman who had just declared she would be the mother of my child. We’d prepared. We all talked...about it. We’d even practiced. We knew the time was coming. I don’t know why it took me so much by surprise. This was real. I felt Melody’s soft lips surround my cock as I pulled Lissa in for a deep kiss.“Do you remember how we practiced, Tony? It’s been so long ago; I hope you haven’t forgotten.”“I remember, darling. First we make sure you know. She had the biggest pair of non surgical tits I'd ever seen.As the evening wore on she got more and more upset as she spoke of her stress from two years ago when the accident to her husband occured, the accident had left her husband impotent and Donna said "That's probably half your problem" she agreed and started to cry, Donna put her arms around her to comfort her and I watched.After a around fifteen minutes they parted but Donna's face was close to Karen's and as she looked at her all teary. Done properly the hymen can be pushed out of the way rather than torn out of the way.I was a "late bloomer" as the phrase goes, the last girl in my class to be activated. I was 14 before I noticed the few long dark pubic hairs on my pussy. I was so excited to find them I completely forgot I was naked when I ran out to tell my parents. Mom yelled at me for being naked where everyone could see me. When I realized what I had done I ran back to my room to dress, mortified. Looking back it seems to. "Thank you!" she gushed, "What do I owe you?" A cup of coffee sometime," I replied, tucking the pliers in my back pocket."That's no problem!" she said. "I've got to go now, but how about tomorrow at noon?" Sure," I replied, touching her arm. "See you then."The next day I appeared early, not wanting to chance missing her. I dressed for the occasion, choosing sandals and denim shorts, with my shirt-tails knotted under my breasts. A little perfume in my modest cleavage added some scent to the air.