His mom wasn’t home so we sat on the couch and made out for a while. I didn’t know why, but I was enjoying this a lot. The idea of him having me a... his own made me so wet I was afraid he’d notice. Finally I took the initiative and planted my hand right on his crotch. I felt his member twitching and thrashing inside his jeans trying to get to me. He groaned, but other than that was dead silent. I leaned in and slowly kissed him on the lips while unzipping his pants. Then, I worked his dick out. I'm losing the house and I don't make enough money to get by right now."Silence on the other end."I just finished high school," you add."So you're eighteen?" Your mother says. "You didn't get fat, did you?"You look down at your shapely body. Not fat, not in the slightest, but you have certainly grown from being a kid into being a woman. Your perky d-cups are filling out a crop top and your jean shorts hug a wide set of hips and a firm, round butt. Your long legs get a lot of attention at the. Still think you will get 12 in before the delivery?BobFrom: ScarlettTo: JPBSent: Saturday, October 7, 2006 3:42 PMYes, I'm really disappointed... I got knocked up so easily and was having such a carefree (and sex filled pregnancy). I'm on bed rest until I'm not spotting anymore. Luckily today my doctor called and says all looks fine with the baby at this point. I rather doubt that I'm going to be gangbanged by 12 men before I deliver and I may not be able to have the home delivery that I was. Until earlier today, Bob had also been a virgin who had never had a conversation with a girl."Wingman!" Bob said, smiling and feigning relief. "Sorry, I thought you said wig-man. I was about to tell you 'No, mine's all natural'," he laughed; holding a handful of his own tousled locks.Spike laughed along with him for moment and then flashed his eyes at Bob. "Whoa, batter up. Six o'clock ... coming towards us." Bob started to look around. "No!" Spike hissed, "Wait 'til she goes past. Oh, man,.