“Yes, Yes I am,” I said (I changed my name just in case she was a cop). “Nice to meet you,” she said extending her arm.“Back at you,” I sa...d meeting my hand with hers. She was wearing a low cut red shirt which left nothing to the imagination. Her breasts were magnificent and I couldn’t wait to do whatever I possibly could to them. She also had on a tight, black, leather skirt that came down to her knees. To top off this sexy ensemble, she wore red and black pumps. As her name suggests she is. You crave cock so much. Just listening to these instructions, you feel an undeniable, irreversible obsession growing inside of you. You want to wrap two hands around a big cock and stroke it. The thought of a throbbing cock bursting between your lips makes you weak at the knees.You are so turned on. You’ve got cock on your brain at all times. Deep inside, you feel urges pushing you down the path to cock addiction. You are freefalling. Touch it.You want to feel a throbbing cock bursting between. Mara was now confirmed to be pregnant. The home pregnancy test had indicated this was the case, and the OB-GYN had confirmed it without a doubt. The doctor had congratulated the two of them. They had no idea, of course, that someone else had been the biological father of the baby, and they had naturally assumed it had been Tomas.On the way home from the OB-GYN Tomas had been silently exuberant, and so, too, was Mara. "I'm pregnant." Mara has said as they drove home. The way she said it was one. Surely, neither was Emma. But I hadn't expected Emma to be walking around like this."Hi Dick. It's a lovely day, isn't it?" I could smell the jasmine scent that she always wore."Yes, yes. Quite nice Emma. Yes. Do you need something from me dear?"She slowly walked over and stood beside my desk. I was seated behind it, with paperwork spread out. Her delicate hand reached out to touch my arm. Her breasts were not pendulous at all. They were firm and like cones in shape. Her nipples were red as.