. pregnant? With Rob's baby?... A evil grin spread across my face, too demonic that the holy atmosphere around me was stinging my skin. I squeezed ...arder and harder and I saw Rob trying to push back tears as I slowly started to ride him. He was clutching onto my back and I was so thrilled with the thought of having Rob's baby my body's only mission in life right now is squeezing every drop of sperm from his balls! Rob gets out of his trance and started banging as fast as he could,. It took some doing, although he was extremely dexterous with the side laces. To simulate my bosom he rolled up two dusters and slipped them under the front's black lace top. He sensuously ran his hands slowly over my hips. His heady after-shave / perfume was overpowering and I could feel his urgent breath close to the nape of my neck."To complete the ensemble," he announced, "we really need to get you into some sexy fishnets." Reaching for a drawer in the sideboard he produced a pair of black. " "If I wanted to rot my mind, I would listen to rock music instead of retarded music talking 'bout them good ol’ boys getting drunk and falling off of hay bails. It makes me feel like my brain is slowly dribbling outta my head..." I shot back as I refused to turn it back on. "Hey, I want my music back on," Greg said as he turned the volume up all the way. Not taking any more of these singers talking about some of the most boring topics, I turned the radio off completely.. I was too tired," I told her, then said, "Don't get up ... you can watch whatever you're watching." You don't mind?" Perfect, I thought. Better than I could have planned."Nah. I don't know why I'm so tired, but you're not going to bother me watching that. I'll probably be asleep before I'm on the bed," I kidded.As Stacy turned her attention back to the TV, I grabbed my pajama bottoms from the dresser and took them into the bathroom where I stripped and put on those bottoms, purposely not.