"Go away and leave me alone." Ah think not," he smirked. "True, 'tis been awhile but ya seemed to enjoy it the last time and I'm thinking with us bein... alone here maybe we can try it again." Leave me alone!" she screamed this time."Ach, they can't hear ya girl," he said pulling her close."Yer wrong," she said calmly. "Martin, help me!"I had been sipping on a glass of very good, thick brown beer when the "Martin, help me!" flashed in through my implant. I was halfway to the door when that glass. Just a minuet, said I smiling Sorry, she said No need to be, said I The zipper tented my penis, I flushed Let me give you a hand, said I, letting her down on the pot, and left with that My shift ended, the workers fled to the door, and from the bathroom door she emerged. Better? asked I Much, said she How old is she, motioning to her tummy Six months A quick wind rush, I moved across the room. Washing a hand over her pregnant swell, over the shirt. Well shes growing within. Putting an ear to. "Now I want my 50 percent off " I grabbed the hem of her leggings and pulled but she held them firm.I grabbed a pair of scissors that were sitting handily on top of a carton. Pinched the crotch of the leggings and cut a little hole. Enough for two fingers. I pushed two fingers through the hole and met her moist pussy lips."Hmm somebody is getting turned on " I observed. "Maybe?"I worked my fingers in her cunt as I twisted them and moved my wrist in and out the bitch began to whimper. "You like. His hands added to the force on my pelvis which grinded into his, making me more excited with every touch. Without warning he spun me around, grabbing my arms and pinning them in front of me, our bodies still grinding into one another and his other hand grazing my hip. My arousal was growing and I craved him. I wanted more. More of his touch. My primal instincts took over and I slid down his body, grinding down and working my way back up, finally pushing my ass into his growing erection. I was.