‘M’ name’s MaryKate, but everyone calls me Irish. It’s from m’ dad. Says m’ hair ‘minds him of Bushmill’s, whatever that is.’ All, s...emingly in a single breath, around what had to be a gigantic wad of gum. ‘Well, hello, Miss MaryKate. My name is Jack Jeffries, Jack to you, unless your parents object. May I call you Irish? I can see why your father says what he does about your hair. That honey amber blonde hair does indeed look like Irish whiskey. But I’ll bet there’s more than that behind your. Kim jumped up and came over to me. When she saw that I was hard again she straddled me and started riding my cock. Derrick moved in between Pat legs and slid is black cock inside her. Mike was laying on the bed positioned myself to get his dick in her mouth.Kim took my hand and walked me into another bedroom. We fucked for a long while. I could hear them torture fucking Pat in the next room. I could hear them calling her a whore. I could hear her moaning. Soon everything went quite. I went back. She shook her head and leaned away a bit, looking out the passenger side window. When she spoke he could barely hear her. "This wasn't the plan." What?"He could feel her tense up, saw her chin lift. "I'm breaking up with Tommy."He blinked in surprise. "Oh. I hadn't heard that." That's okay; neither has Tommy." What?" he said again and she chuckled."I know you didn't approve when I started going out with him again. Not that it was any of your business," she added sharply He remained silent, so. I just want to be pregnant again.”“And I want my son back.”“Would you two like a little cheese with that whine?”“Paul Michael O’Dell!”Oh oh. Middle name alert!“Don’t be so mean.”“Erin. Lynn. I am sorry. I want more babies too, but the test says that it is inaccurate if not used the right way or at the right time. I think you are just a little early. Let’s try again next week. Ok?”“Ok.”Their reply was sad and weak, and I hugged them both before we went downstairs. Blossom had her arm around.