.. ?”Alia nodded. She touched the back of my hand. “Eight weeks. I’m so sorry. It seems birth control isn’t one hundred percent guaranteed.”...round us, the quiet chatter of other small groups filled the silence between us. I took a large sip of wine, studying Alia. No wonder she glowed. Still ... pregnant?Was it my right to judge or demand? Was it my right to influence her?Reaching across the small round table, I took her cold hand in mine giving it a squeeze.“So, have you decided what you want. I slipped out of my jeans and took my t-shirt off as I moved over to the TV. I slowly picked the tape up and inserted it into the VCR. Jumping back onto my bed, I hit the play button and was greeted by a stunning brunette babe laid on a sofa wearing nothing but a pair of heels, stockings and suspenders.Her gaze was mesmerising. She was truly beautiful and oddly enough she looked remarkably familiar, maybe an actress that I had seen in some of the magazines I had stashed away. Her breasts were. Her cunt exploded in a violent expulsion of cunt juices that covered my face and neck. Cheryl shook from head to feet her toes opening and closing in ecstasy from the violent orgasm she had. Cheryl slowly released my ears and trembled as she relaxed back down on the bed. Her cunt still twitching around my tongue I slowly started to push my tongue deeper, Cheryl again placed he hands about my head. I didn't exactly know what I was doing, Cheryl's cunt was the first and only one I had seen. Because I recently haven’t a girlfriend, I had to go alone and maybe this was even better to celebrate loosely at party.When I arrived, there was also plenty of people, everybody in strange outfit, some of them (but maybe also mine?) not big on special fantasy. But then, five minutes after me arrived birthday girl’s sister and her 14-year old niece. And younger one was really stark naked, even not shoes, as my friend’s wife suggested, when she invited guests.Maria (name of the birthday girl).