That way, we get to fuck him more often. I am all for that, as I love fucking Trevor!"Tracy sighed. "Ah - The impetuosity of youth. When your belly re...lly swells, sister, you won't be in so much of a hurry to be fucked: it will be uncomfortable, then, honey." Oh. I suppose so. At least I will have my baby to look forward to, won't I?" Yeah. Milk dripping out of your nipples, baby poo to wipe up every day, and the amount of noise that babies make! Listen, kid. Get real: Pregnancy is not all fun. I can smell his testosterone-scented body odor behind me. His breath reeks of alcohol and cigarettes and he's right behind me.WHAP!!!“OW,” I whimper.He just slapped my ass hard. I wasn't expecting that but the sudden punishment excites me. I have no doubt this guy is as homophobic as they come. My exaggerated femininity has attracted him and he's angry and almost out of control.I turn to him and dig my fingers into his arm. “I like big men,"I simper. My sharp fingernails stab his flesh.“Fuck. It was hard being a college kid here. It was just a bunch of old people who wasn't getting any.Today I sat on the back row, and tuned out the whole service as usual while I surfed the internet on my phone. I just cared about getting back home before the game came on. Pittsburgh and Green Bay. That was going to be a good game. After about ten minutes into the service while the choir was getting loud, I stepped outside, and walked over to the car. Before I could put my keys in the ignition, I. Janet woke up early the next morning to see her mom leave for the airport. As the car with Julia departed, Janet prepared for the arrival of her mom’s lover. A traffic jam had Matt running late as it was, and he rushed and rang the doorbell at Julia’s house at 7:45. Janet answered the door in a tight white tank top and denim shorts.“Hey Janet, where’s your mom?” said an out-of-breath Matt.“The car service picked her up an hour ago,” an innocent sounding Janet replied. “I thought you knew.