.HI!!I commented, I wish I was! WELL, sir, join me in a big glass of wine?I was not about to question her decision, and got up to get some vino. And s...me small talk, when pouring wine, I returned to see her, curled up on the couch, one boob almost falling out of her low cut tank top, her fingers going through her long hair, cascading down both shoulders. Her skirt was hiked up to show lot more thigh. Damn...she was fine!You like?? She slurred! Noticing I was examining her with my eyes.Very. . “I thought you were the responsible one?”“I am ... never had a lick of trouble over periods. What would I need ovulation control for?” I pondered a minute, counted days in my head and didn’t like the result ... so I counted on my fingers. Same damn result. “Feel my forehead,” I requested.He did. “You’re warm.”“Shit!”“What?”“Exactly halfway between periods.”“I wasn’t planning on being a Daddy,” he said.“I wasn’t planning on being a mom,” I said. “How many times?”“What?”“Did I surrender to your. Suddenly I had the urge to touch his beautiful stiff cock. “Ohhhh, honey, you’re so hard!” I gasped as I grasped his ever hardening erection. “Here, let me help you with that.” I stroked his member. I had never felt so excited in my life! With confidence, I wrapped my pussy slicked hand around his stiff cock, and using a firm grip, began with one long stroke. I started just below the head of his circumcised cock, and then down the length of his shaft to the base. His head expanded even. "Hi, Matt honey," she smiled warmly. "Schuyler," she growled coldly."I'm glad you could come to our little party tonight. I thought Frankmight have forgotten to send you your invitation," she said sweetly. "Ijust don't see why you found it necessary to bring this damn whore alongwith you."Hank glared at Jessie. Knowing anything he might say in retaliation forJessie's unwarranted barb might jeopardize their reconciliation and hisrestoration, Hank wisely remained silent. He could easily take a.