Even if he agreed, asked for it, I could not do it. I wanted to hear that heartbeat. I wept quietly in the night. I told him nothing of what was in my...heart. I believed he knew it though, and it struck a chord in him too. I didn’t know what to do but to string things out as long as I could. When you live forever you tend to look far ahead. I just looked forward to the next time I saw him. One evening we returned to the restaurant where we had had our first real date. His tour was going short. Now first thing I didn’t see her before she lift the house and like I said she is f**king gorgeous..so I find the house and I call her and say I’m out front she can come on out..when she walked out the door i could not believe what I was seeing she was wearing a peach skirt it look like this skirt was painted on her first of all she was not wearing a bra and I want to say...her DDD BREAST SIZE AND A NICE PHAT ASS TO GO WITH IT..WALK TO THE CAR SHE LOOKED OK UNTIL SHE GOT IN THE CAR..SHE STARTED. She's sitting next to an oldergentleman and talking, having a good time, but calm, not crazy. Shewalks by about thirty minutes later on the way to the restroom I guess,and I stop her and say hello.Next thing I know, she's pulled up a stool next to me, and we're havingfun, just talking about normal shit, more like old friends than as ifshe was a whore like some of the girls I've met in bars. I ask aboutthe old guy, and she said he was her financial advisor and had to leavesoon anyway, which he. No not fuck ... breed. Is Curley's cum affecting my own hormones?"Valerie knew that her tummy had gone down. The pressure wasn't as much yet none of the pig sperm had leaked into her vagina. Either her uterus had really flared out or she was absorbing pig cum. No matter. She dropped back on the couch and removed her shorts and underwear. Two fingers went between her cunt lips. She gasped at her own contact and began to finger-fuck herself, building to the edge of orgasm, backing off,.