“No, don't worry about that Callie. I make plenty of money. I just need you to take it easy while you are pregnant. Stress isn't good for the baby,�...� John replied. “I know, but I wanna at least work though. I don't just stay here all day and do nothing,” I said. Then he put his shirt on and came over to me. He sat down and gave me a big hug as I was still naked. “You are carrying my baby Callie. Right now, you, Jeanette and this baby are the three most important people to me. I'm not gonna have. What a feeling. Here I was fucking my son who was letting me and enjoying it.I sped up and soon my balls were slapping against his thighs loudly as I fucked him, sliding in and out of him quickly and fully. He grunted every time I reached the end of his canal and I knew soon, I would be filling his canal with hot cum. Because I hadn’t had sex for quite a while it didn’t take long for me to start to cum and cum I did, gushing my cream up inside his little body filling his canal completely. I. No, that’s the wrong word. I think it’s mistrust perhaps or concern. He’s a fraternity guy and I don’t swim in that water. I’m not sure what he might be like at his school and frat house. I’m going to have to find out soon. I hope I won’t be disappointed.”She looked at us with an anguished face. “Bradley, Karen, I just haven’t been able to get the leers from the mall out of my mind. I really like him but I haven’t figured out his values yet. He goes to church with us but not otherwise. I think. I enjoyed being fucked, whether it was a lad younger than me, or someone old enough to be my grandfather. In a way I was a kind of prostitute although I never actually accepted money for sex, I was given presents and taken to places I would not otherwise had access to." Would you like to come sailing with me on Lake Nyasa?" Pierre asked. I won't give their full names even though they are dead now. The invitation was to Cherie and me while we were on a luxury yacht and five other young men were.