"You have my baby growing in you," Omar said. He was happy about that. It was obvious.Tomas was not the father. The baby was entirely Omar's and Mara'.... Yet, rather than be a matter of anger, or frustration, Tomas was pleased that Omar was the father of the baby, rather than his. But even though he knew that Mara loved him, she had not wanted a baby by him; though she certainly wanted to have c***dren---just not his, and not with a white male. Rather, Mara wanted to have babies by black men,. Darren cheating on me was the clincher. "I really want to have a quiet one." I said in a tone that told Jess if she asked one more time I would go. She picked up on this."I'll be over in thirty minutes and then we are going. Dress slutty so I'm not the only one." And with that she hung up.I dropped my mobile phone on the bed. The screen saver was still a picture of Darren and I from our trip to the coast. I flopped down on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Darren was a total douche but a. From that day on though I made sure to find time to make myself cum at least once every day and quite often I used that memory of my mom wetting herself in the van as motivation to push me over the edge.It wasn't till my teen years that I found I enjoyed wetting myself. It happened one afternoon in the summer and I had been in my room masturbating. I think I was 15 at the time and I had decided to dedicate this summer to making myself cum as many times as possible. On this particular day I had. I’ve been waiting for her! For so long! ‘Come in Natalie,’ I say as I stand up to greet her. She closes the door behind her as she walks in. ‘Nice office there Rob!’ she says having a look around. She walks towards me but turns around to have a look out of the window. ‘So there I work…’ she says. ‘Listen Rob, I have a bit of a problem,’ she starts with a serious look on her face. ‘What is it? Anything I can do?’ I ask as I immediately get worried. Don’t tell me it’s the end of our story? ‘The.