I was a man and certainly wasn't pregnant, and if she was saying what I thought she was, I might be pregnant and not know it. My God, I thought, I wil... be a walking medical marvel."Ok, Kat, let me get this straight. You're saying that because you're pregnant I might be also and I am having morning sickness because of it. Do you realize, and I know you are an R.N., that men aren't supposed to get pregnant? Do you want to explain, that since I haven't been with anyone but you, how I ended up. He was warm and soft and, for some reason, it was relaxing to feel him there with me. I was actually almost sorry that the others weren't with us. I wondered if eight of us could fit in a king-sized bed.When I woke again, there was light streaming in and someone sucking my dick. Juan. I combed my fingers through his hair and applied just a little pressure so he didn't think he needed to stop.I was finally developing some immunity to oral - now it took ten whole minutes to get me off. Still, I. You grab my chin and pull me up to stand and give me a hug. You then lead me into your house and instruct me to kneel again. I do so without the hesitation this time, but still shifting on my boots. You walk out of sight and leave me there for several minutes, figuring out what to do with me. You come and stand directly in-front of me again. I can hear the smile on your face in your voice as you speak. "Do you remember how naughty of a little brat you were before you left?" you ask, almost. My arousal was going through the roof as my fears dissolved. My mind concentrated on the feelings, and stopped asking questions. After a while, the attentions between my thighs became a little more coordinated, fingers, lips and a tongue all working in unison. An image flashed through my mind of myself, lying just like this, being serviced by someone, naked, determined and controlling. Realisation dawned that this was what was really happening. I thrust my hips desperately, and groaned in.