You may not have been told but you can’t get pregnant from swallowing my cum. So whose is it?”“I’m not saying,” was Yvonne’s next churlish...offering.David loomed over her and said in his most masterful voice, “Won’t say or don’t know?”Yvonne cowered and then her obstinacy came to the fore, “What’s it got to do with you? You’re not my dad.”“You accused me of being the father of your baby just now, so if I say ‘marry me and come and live in this house’, what would your answer be? Before you say. My boner got bigger; the head of my cock was poking the kitchen counter in front of me threw my shorts. Eventually I calmed down, luckily before I was done chopping all the vegetables.That night, after my friend had fallen asleep, I felt that I needed to go take a piss. The bathroom was down the hallway, so I went out of my bed which was next to Nicolas’, and opened the door. I walked as quietly as I could on the wooden floor, but as I was walking, I heard a noise. The TV in the TV-room was. We went to southbank and talk to a bit and it came to about 6pm it was a normal british winter night, cold but the lighted up skys made you feel warm insidei wispered in her ear "lets go to a more private place" and grabed her hand we went to north greenwhich station a very busy station but round the outside of it was the most private place you could ever go.We sat on are favourite bench and cuddled we held hands and she kept kissing mine i couldnt stand it it was making me so hard the tight. Since there were no other knights patrolling in this area, the rider had to be an outlaw. As he pulled up to a stop at the ford where the high road and low road joined to cross the river, he turned to face the low road and slowly lowered his jousting lance into a near-horizontal position. He flipped his visor down and made ready for battle.When the rider appeared with the sun throwing glancing rays off his shiny silver armor, the knight was surprised to see that it was a small man, at least.