"I'm going to be watching TV, then I'm hitting the sack. I told her sure. After all she was stressed. Hmmm. If only I could do something to ease her a...little. But she said no sex. Crap. Anyway I went to make a sandwich and cuddle with her. Tomato..check. Jalepeno..check. Chicken..check. I made the sandwich and threw myself on the couch..... deliberatly rubbing my thigh with hers. 'Ah' she angellically squealed, her socked toes scrunching up. The corners of her mouth appeared to turn up, yet I. "Ron eyed her. "They could've fuckin' fed you. And that STILL don't explain why you're here..."Abigail looked away. "I miss taking somebody's shit, I guess." You wanna run that by me again?" Ron asked, confused."I was watching Frank put Miriam through her paces and, I dunno, something attracted me about it," Abigail murmured. "It's hard to explain. It's attention, even if it isn't pleasant." They're probably gonna yak all night," Frank growled at Miriam. "Get naked and get me a beer." Yes,. She said she was on birth control. How was I supposed to know?” “Duh. Wear a fucking condom.” I snapped back, stepping away from him and closing the door to the fridge. “I know. I know! It was stupid. I was stupid. But this happened and my mother and especially her father wanted us to get married for the sake of the baby. I didn’t want to do it. Honest.” He stepped so he was in front of me, a hand on either side of my body, leaning on the counter. I held my glass with my left hand with my right. He wanted to drive her into unconsciousness from the experience and have her wake up to him squeezing her body and comforting her with a million kisses before he drove her insane with more pleasure. His eyes closed and believing everything he was doing was to Carly, he pressed on as if they were the only two people on the planet. Megan’s moans became almost screams as the tongue inside her vagina pressing against her newly found nub and drove her into a third orgasm. She didn’t think this much.