Our hips were pumping as we held each other’s foot against ourselves. We were both close to orgasm, and we wiggled our toes against one another, coa...ing the inevitable. Suddenly, I could feel her pussy contracting against my foot. She let out this low, deep moan, and her body seemed to stop moving. I felt her muscles pounding against my foot as a rush of warm wetness soaked my toes. Suddenly, my own orgasm gripped my body, and I felt as if I couldn’t speak. I had never experienced anything so. "No, Mother, that is not going to happen. I don't want to trick Johnny. When we make our baby I want both of us to know we are doing it. I want to look into his eyes when he shoots the baby into my womb. I want to see his desire to knock me up when we make our children."Janet remembered the night she and John had made the child now in her belly and smiled. "It's a lovely idea, honey."May smiled back. "I admit that one of the reasons I went along with Junie's plan was that I figured that if she. She'd gotten glimpses when they were younger, at sleepovers and slumber parties over the years at their parent's house, but never enough to really get a clear picture. She hoped Jen shaved, just like she did, so she could see the full view of her labia, clit and slit. A shaved pussy in that scissor position would feel god damn fantastic against her own smooth mound. "hmmmmmm, Jen, I wanna eat you out so bad. I've always wanted to see your cunt, you're so fucking sexy, let me lick you, make. Traffic was light, so I could track the fewcars already on the road. I pulled into a gas station quickly, as if Iwere a mindless driver needing to get gas impulsively. I parked on theside of the building, and quickly turned out the lights. When nothing happened after a couple minutes, I felt a little morerelaxed. OK, get a grip... You aren't public enemy number one - noone is tracking you - maybe you aren't that important a piece in thiswhole fucked up game Brad was playing. I realized I.