Her phone going to voice mail told me that she wasn't where she said she was going. I just hoped that she was all right.I got up from the chair, and h...aded back into the house. I changed from my swimsuit into some jeans and a t-shirt. I walked back out to the pool, and told Sally that I would be right back."Is everything ok?" She asked me."Yea sweetie, its ok, I just got something I got to do. I'll be back shortly." Ok, see ya when you get back." She replied."You guys don't stay out here too. She had a good job, and a pile of money, so she figured that having a baby was something she could handle on her own. She also admitted that she constant wet dreams about how her belly and breasts would expand with the baby, and how much she wanted someone to suckle warm milk from her tits.I had to ask her why she picked me. After all, I was more than twice her age, and could hardly offer any c***d with a stable home life due to the pressures of my job, and the amount of travel that was. I felt his prick touching my arse cheeks and I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. This was his cue, he pushed himself into me slowly, his prick parking my cheeks and then touching my anus, pushing the head right on through inside me. I had fully exhaled by this time and waited a minute to get used to him being there. I took another breath and exhaled slowly again, this time I pushed back onto him, letting him know it is time, and he pushed the rest of his prick into me.Another exhale. Would she?I watched, mesmerized. She stopped and adjusted the cups of the latex bra she wore. I didn't remember Sally have breasts that size. Then again, I had never seen them revealed so dramatically. The brunette in question also wore a leather skirt that looked like nothing more than a belt with lots of straps hanging from it. An addition to the line that my Paramour, Chloe, had worn the first time I collared her. Different situation, different time. It seemed like ages ago, but it hadn't.