Can't... can't come in me... now... ovulating." She was barely coherent, but she knew what was about to happen.Leroy just continued to tease her pussy...with his cock. There were probably enough sperm just in the pre-cum that was dribbling into the portal of her fuckhole to knock up all the white wives in the city, but we weren't taking any chances. I put my lips close to her ear and whispered, "It's OK, honey. You're so sexy, Joyce, you need a baby. You'll look so good with a big pregnant belly,. Unfortunately, like most men, I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally unfortunate, my wife is like most women - she loves to browse.Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter from the local WalmartDear Mrs. Woolf,Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion in our store. We cannot tolerate this behavior and have been forced to ban both of you from the store. Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Woolf, are listed below and. It wasn't even an expensive date either. We were gonna go to TGI Fridays or Applebees, but what the fuck ever right? Screw it," Jeanette said."But did he give you any reason?" I asked."Nothing specific, but I think his member might be entering some other girl's forest though, call me crazy," Jeanette replied."OK then, he's a dumbass anyway, but that still sucks, I guess we should start working on homework," I said."Yeah, but can I ask you something?" Jeanette asked."Sure, shoot," I replied."I. . . let me see . . . a spy? Would that amuse you?’ ‘Don’t know any beautiful spies, but I suppose there’s a first time for everything.’ ‘Oh, so you know many spies? Should I be surprised? So. Why are you following me?’ ‘Well, I didn’t know I was. Where are you headed?’ ‘Oh . . . Lisbon, then perhaps I’ll drive through Galicia. Would you . . .’ her voice trailed off for a moment, as if she wanted the tension of the moment to build . . . ‘would you carry to join me on such a drive?’ Carpenter.