“Do you still have my number?” John asked as I got dressed.“Um, no, it went through the wash…” I lied.“Here,” he said as he wrote it dow... again, “Call me anytime you wanna… Um, you know, come over.”“OK, thanks.” I replied, and shook his hand and left.The following week, I was in turmoil again, thoughts running through my head a million miles a minute. I mean, what was I doing? I knew, or rather thought, it was wrong, you’re not gay, I kept telling myself. Karen and I had a LOT of sex that. .But he was not inclinedIn the night..We slept close to each other..Fully naked ..He signaled me to do masturbation again..Obliging him I started the blow job but made a condition that if I am to do it again then he must pump the semen where I would suggest..Agreed said he..After the blow job I moved close to him..Laid on my chest..He put his right leg on my butts..The limping penis placed on one side of butt..Experience to me was pleasant..ThrillingHe was in sound sleep immediately..I wanted. As the time went by, Carmen’s pregnant state became more obvious. Over time I had discovered, that there was something about a pregnant woman bearing my c***d, I found really hot. Carmen was definitely showing as her firm, sexy belly stretched out before her. However fortunately she carried her pregnancy largely at her stomach and breasts, her legs and ass were still trim. If you walk towards her from the behind you had no idea she was pregnant. And if you only could see her face you could not. I grabbed the raincoat and started putting it on when he pushed through the bracken with the third hard-on I’d seen this morning.” “You can hardly blame me,” said Mike, defensively, “I had just been watching you take a couple of teenage cocks at once. You’re a very sexy woman.” “Slapper,” Lisa and I said in unison. “You only got your end away ‘cause you frightened them off at the last minute.” The first to laugh this time was the bloke at the next table. Jen looked over at him, and smiled..