Instead of immediately jumping my bones, he was the perfect Southern gentleman and offered me a glass of wine. He already knew that was my drink of ch...ice from our previous Kik conversations. We sat next to each other on his couch and made small talk about my trip and other such trivial things. I probably sipped, or rather gulped the wine down quite rapidly. He refilled my glass and moved his large hand to my leg and began slowly rubbing from my knee to the edge of my tiny mini skirt. I. ’ I laughed. ‘Well, it appears you rescued me instead of the other way around.’ His face sobered. ‘Oh no. I assure you you’ve most certainly done the rescuing.’ My laugh died off when I heard the desire, heavy in his voice. I knew how he felt because I was feeling it too. I knew then that right or wrong I was going through with this. Cale brought my hand up to his lips and turned it over to place a soft kiss on my palm. I shivered. ‘Are you alright with this?’ The concern in his eyes was. What Bobby meant by it was that he needed confirmation that this impossible thing was true, that he was, in fact, a parent-to-be. To Bobby, it was like saying, “Really?!”The other way to interpret that question, however, is to replace the words with, “Who else have you been sleeping with, who might also be responsible?”If she’d had time to think, Mindy might have recognized the wonder in his voice. A woman nearby, though, one of their crowd of interested people, sighed, “Oh my,” in a voice that. She whispered. He was so hard. He had to cum and soon. But he wanted to cum hard and he knew how. He slipped his hard cock in to her ass hole. She sounded like a wounded a****l. No please...yes and you will love it. Relax. He pulled his cock out and slammed it into her ass, all the time playing with a nipple, her clit. It was red hot. He fucked her in the ass as hard as he could. She finally started to relax and go along with the program. He said, you love it don't you? Yes....now I do. He.