Pushing hard, I had to hold on to my cock to prevent it from sliding off of her ass. She wriggled, clenched her sphincter and grunted with exertion as...my cock head fought against her resisting ring. I could feel the ring was starting to give, ever so slightly.She could sense it too, and she started crying out " OMG! STOP! STOP! " from exertion and fear as the ring slowly started to lose the battle . I pushed a bit harder and suddenly the her anus lost the battle and parted as my cockhead forced. It didn't work. I looked over at Sam whose eyes were focused on hisshoelaces. I cleared my throat several times in an effort to find myvoice. Just as I was about to speak, the good doctor cut me off."It seems that Sam is indeed pregnant," she said and stopped. It was asthough she was waiting for someone to protest: no one did. "There'smore," she went on. More, what more could there possibly be, I wondered?After the slight commotion that had erupted died down, the doctorcontinued. "She's not. It's grainy because it's low light and so close up that that it looks more like a medical film but it's her, a teenage girl sticking a fake phallus up her pussy. Is she thinking about that object being my dick thrusting into her? I'm jacking off now, no excuses. I'm imagining my meat penetrating her young body, plumbing her depths, hot and tight. I imagine the feel of her slim body wriggling beneath mine. I throw caution to the wind and send a picture of me gripping my hard on in my fist. It. Your back arches, pushing towards my face.I love your breasts, for a small girl they are big, but firm. I remember the first time I saw you, slipping that pale blue balcony bra from yourself, breasts exposed. The matching French knickers soon joining the bra upon the floor. Just there, next to this very bed, just a few passionate memories ago. You moan softly as my lips encase one nipple, gently sucking it into my mouth, my fingers kneading the firm flesh around it. Your hand in my hair,.