She was in full mood, saying, “Bega haku olage.” (Put your rod inside me).I took a condom from my bag and asked her for a handjob. She agreed, and...I was playing with her pussy. And after my rod was in full power to go inside. I spread her legs and tried inserting in her pussy in missionary. I could not find an exact position to push as it was tight.She had closed her eyes and told me it was hurting. I told her to wait. After getting into proper position, I, with full force, gave a ram. She gave. He didn't intend to ever force himself on either of the girls. He really did love them.His kiss started gently, just a brush of his lips to hers, almost like running on the moon. His lips bounced up off of hers and then slowly settled back, touching again, only to bounce off again. Her other hand came up to the back of his head and pulled him down to her hungry lips. Now the kiss was warm and long.He felt her hand twitch on top of his and, ever so slowly ... ever so gently ... he felt her push. This harassment never stopped me from opposing them!My health problems kept me in a constant state of discomfort. The headaches were particularly bad, but I tried to suppress them with willow bark extract. I soldiered on as best I could, trying not to show Sarah how much I hurt, but I was not always successful. Finally, Sarah and Juanita's campaign had the desired effect: I went to a doctor in Alamogordo. He poked and pushed and pried and peered for all he was worth, and finally admitted that. >Her hands flew to her stomach. Pregnant? With his demon child. How could she let this happen? >She looked at her stomach. It looked the same, but at the same time different. Different because she knew of the thing growing in her stomach. A demon like its father. Like the man that raped her. She laid on the warm ground and closed her eyes.>When she opened them again she was in her house, laying on her bed. she looked at her hands and saw she was holding a child, with red eyes and black hair..