”“Okay. That’s what my mom drinks.”The place was crowded. The bar was busy. Kirk ordered her the gin and tonic with double limes, then he left...to work the room like a politician.Penny didn’t mind being left alone. She enjoyed meeting new people, especially since they were closer to her age and weren’t the usual high school cliques. One woman who was a drama coach remembered Penny from the Gala and told her how pretty she was. There was a guy she recognized from the play and congratulated him on. I pulled out all the energy in the storm that made it more potent than only a rain shower. She had a hard time getting her breath when I lifted her off my dick and watched the river of cum run out from her.Damn, this is a big fucking storm.Slip the next girl on my dick, suck the power from the storm to weaken it, cum, and repeat.The first band of light rain soaking us by the time the eye of the hurricane was close enough for me to reach inside.“So, have you enjoyed me getting you pregnant as we. There was no point in going for half-measures anymore.After all, isn't that precisely the lesson that life had patiently triedto teach her again and again? But that didn't quiet the butterflies a-flutter in her stomach, or loosen the screws of the imminent tensionheadache that suddenly appeared in each of her temples. I can't do this,Marcia told herself. I can't not do this, she countered. This debateraged for the better part of the afternoon.She checked the clock. There were still two hours. At first, I kiss the tips of your fingers, but then I move slowly down your fingers to the rest of your hand. I suck on your fingers one by one. You close your eyes and I hear your breath catch. I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels this way. You move your hand to cup the back of my head, finally looking into my eyes. You search for a minute. Eyes wild and lips parted, I worry that you're having second thoughts. You bring your other hand up to the side of my face and kiss me, tentatively at.