She couldn't help but reflect on many if - what if she would have been more suspicious and not worn herself out and been awake when the trainer and th... doc came? Can a life, an identity hinge on such a slight fact as these? Every day Eric felt more and more uncomfortable. Her pregnancy was making her heavy. God what a feeling! Now her life was the trainer and the puppies growing inside of her. Her thoughts were fuzzy now, and it was harder to hold on to her human memory.Her trainer came home. The driver kept thumping with all his might. “Bhabhi has got a very tight chut,” he exclaimed as he kept ramming.In about a minute the guy with his cock in her mouth gave out a loud gasp and shot his thick cum deep in her throat. Akanksha could barely manage to gulp the same and spat out half of it. He looked happy and pulled his semi-erect cock out.He hinted to the other guy who was busy sucking Akanksha’s boobs and said, “Chuswa le, aisa maal nahi milega,” and sat down. The other guy took his. I'm holding her back, doing down with my hands, landing on her round curvy ass...mmmm, circling it whole..still kissing boobs, finding zipper on that hot skirt...she placed hand on me like she wants to stop me...but not really, so I continued...kissing her tummy, getting down that skirt...mmmm, black lace panties...Kissing her hip and thigh, massaging legs, butt...closing in on her panties...I dive in, smelling panties, her moist pussy, taking a deep breath as she digs with her fingers into my. I’m trying my best to make these women happy. I even think I pull it off most of the time. But I’m not happy. I’m sure most of them are very nice people. But how the hell would I know? They come, we fuck, they go. Ten minutes after they are gone I don’t remember their names. If you brought the same ones back the day after tomorrow I wouldn’t notice. They are all nameless and faceless. This is depressing. Please, please let’s find someone else to perform the stud service. I just can’t do it.