"OK, I had to ask. And you had to make a decision. That makes things a little easier. Now that you've made a decision, all we have to do is make plans..."Valerie laughed and cried at the same time. "You make it sound so easy." It IS easy, dear sister." said Penny. "Phil will either leave you or he won't. You have to make plans for how to handle things either way. I assume you won't be telling him who the father is." Valerie nodded, still crying. "The first thing you need to do then is call that. So Saturday evening, feeling the urge, I used a rare trip out on my own doing errands to have a little fun.After finishing what I need to I found myself on the motorway looking for somewhere to stop and have my 'me time'. Pulled into the services at first thinking of finding a private spot on the car park. The car park wasn't very full but the occupants were spread out well so that was plan A gone. As a bit of a exhibitionist, I have gone into the toilets and had a wank into the urinals before,. ’ Kimberly sighed. ‘No problem, baby girl.’ I agreed. ‘You can ride this dick.’ She laughed and climbed on top of me. Kimberly developed a nice smooth rhythm, slowly first, then riding me fast. I felt her playing with my balls as she rides up and down like an express elevator. Kimberly was moaning and screaming how good my dick was in her. She was dripping all over me, having one orgasm after another. This was really a wet and wild experience! Kimberly was on all fours, and I was fucking her. ‘The local paper said she had a miscarriage, the tabloids said she had an abortion, guess we’ll never know the truth. Does it really matter? Standing at the rock’s edge, he had been palming another flat smooth stone. With another side arm snap, he sent the rock skipping out across the water, ‘One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eig….’ ‘Only eight…?’ came an old familiar voice from behind him. ‘I seem to recall back in the day, you could do better at your worst.’ It was a voice still so.