"Del it did not work. I am not pregnant," was all she could stammer between her emotional sobs. The line then went dead. I waited a few minutes and ca...led her back. She told me she was so convinced our union at Christmas would get her pregnant and she was so hurt it had not worked. Mary shared with me that she had had multiple tests and she could, in fact, have a child. It was Doug who refused to believe there could be a problem and had refused testing. Mary pleaded with me to make love to her. She would also almost every single time tell me what a shame and bad decision it was that my parents sent me to a different school than the one the neighborhood k**s went. If I’d had gone there then I could have played more with her son and the neighborhood k**s. She’d then brag about her son and all that he had been doing since we last played together. We usually played at least once a week sometimes up to three or even four times a week during the summer, but that was only a few times. After. I was wrong; no cock cage. Miranda kicked him in the balls for good measure and his limp dick twitched back to life.“You’ll fucking lick that up later,” Miranda warned her husband. “And any mess we make,” she pointed from me to her, “You’ll lick that up too.”“Yus Misress,” David gargled through his gag, his puffy red face dripping with sweat as he nodded.I stood right beside David and pulled Miranda with my fingers in her hair to her knees before me. Miranda pulled my trousers and boxers to my. Des had come to find me to give me a lunch that she had made for the two of us but she could not find me outside with the other kids. Now, Des was not the best cook in the world but she made all her food with love, so that helped.After I was done working, me and Des stayed in the classroom to eat her lunch, joke around a bit and to discuss plans for the upcoming break. “So… what are you going to do for a whole two weeks without me Ias” Des ask me. Well Des, I plan on getting laid, but if that.