”He raised up and asked, kind of worried, “You are on birth control, I hope.”I smiled and teased him, a bit, “No, I’m not.” I clamped my l...gs around him as he tried to escape, and continued. “There is no need. I’m already pregnant. About four months. My belly is normally flatter.”That revelation caused his still embedded prick to start refilling. “It’s my ex-boyfriend’s. He couldn’t handle it.”Bill handled the news well, I must say. He started moving in my extra-juicy twat and said, “I’ve never. I hopeless loser will never become a winner. Many losers hate being losers and try their very best to become winners. Only some of them succeed, but their stories definitely serve as inspiration for other losers. A hopeless loser, on the other hand, is doomed to failure. A true hopeless loser doesn't even want to become a winner. They are actually happy to be hopeless losers. I understand their view completely.You may think that now that my sister had decided I counted, it meant that I had only. I was having fun and almost let her gain the advantage so that I could then flip it around on her and have her struggling or gain control again. I put a hickey on her tit. I had hand prints on her ass and her puffy nipples were hard. I finally flipped her back on her stomach and reached down to find she was wet. I took my now hard cock and pressed at the pussy from behind. She said 'no' a couple of times as she spread her legs and tilted her hips to give me better access, to give her body to. ”“Just east,” Sven said. His head glanced to the south. Towards Echur and Prince Meinard? “Let’s eat supper and get to sleep. I want us up early. We need to cover more ground. I don’t want to find an ambush set up by Prince Meinard’s soldiers.”Princess AvaThe next week passed in a blur of hard traveling. Sven’s concern over my father’s activities set unease in me. I kept checking his study, sinking into my jade beetle proxy I left in the crack in his wall., but he was never there. I’d tried.