She was a stunning brunette; I assume the spitting image of her mother at that age. I have to admit, I have fantasied many times about pumping her ti...ht little cunt full of my cum and now with the knowledge knowing she was a little slut, the desire grew stronger. With that thought in my head, I turned, looked at her, and asked, “What if there was a way you didn’t have to go to the clinic?” She looked at me questioningly. “What if I agreed to take care of you and your baby?” I asked her. “You’d. He let her, shifting his hands to caress the flesh at her sides from the bottom of her ribs to her hips, giving her space to complete her task.He briefly took time to remove his cufflinks before allowing Caroline to lift his shirt free. She dropped the shirt to the floor and ran her hands over his chest for a moment, feeling the muscle under the skin. Simon would never have the figure of a bodybuilder, but he was in good shape. Caroline drank in the sight, the feel of his sparsely haired upper. I had cancelled my regular shopping trip in favor of going to Greenwich. I had rented a Mercedes so that we would blend in with the regular resident of that area.Carol was unaware of our destination until we entered Greenwich and she saw the sign at the exit ramp. Then she started to shake more than I had ever seen anybody shake before. I had purposely not told her where we were going because I knew that she would never even get into the car. I pulled over to the curb as soon as we were off the. "Then she turned, and she was gone. I stood there like a big baboon. I was stunned. I should have gone after her, but I didn't. I can't explain what came over me. It just did.Her hair was vibrant, with a reddish shimmer. It came down to her shoulders. Her face was lovely and full of life. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of glacier blue. There was something in their shape that I found very attractive. I would describe them as thin, almond shaped eyes. Her nose was tiny, what I would call the.