I continued to stroke my well lubricated cock, as my mind went to seeing Joanne on her hands and knees, telling me to take control, and take her from ...ehind. Her big juicy ass was so nice to look at, and as I spread her ass cheeks to allow her pussy lips to spread enough for me to enter it, my cock was being stroked and its seed about to erupt. I saw myself slapping Joanne’s ass, and hearing her moan, as she felt the sting of my hand. My cock was being stroked by me in the bathroom, while it. “Everyday.”Brad reached for her hand and held it. “I’m sorry, Maggie. It’s none of my business.”“No, it’s okay,” she said. “It’s good to talk about it sometimes. It just makes me sad. Because I know in my heart that the reason I lost my baby is because of the stress I was under: My husband was a loser, he didn’t want a baby, he didn’t love me, I didn’t love him, and I knew I would be bringing the child into a bad marriage with an uncaring father.”He squeezed her hand. She squeezed his back.. I heard him just saying okay, be there in a few. When he hung up, i looked over at him, he glanced at me. Asked if Id be alright with having the baby at Brians place. NO, was my instant answer, what if something goes wrong? He said Brian had a nursing student there that would help, an since neither of them knew who was the father, they both wanted to be there. Before I even answered, he was already turning around. I asked him, what about the pain, that I needed something for the pain. Paul. Just as he started to cum he pulled his throbbing cock out of my throat and filled my mouth with his slimy load. He wanted Jim to see my cheeks bulging with his bitter, nasty cum.I looked up at his face as he came. His eyes were closed but as soon as he finished he looked at me and patted my head condescendingly, like a good pet.I licked the last traces of cum from the head of his cock and then I kissed his cock and said, "Thank you, sir." Sweetheart, I do believe that was one of the best.