He was loathe to cancel this prior commitment since he was close to his parents and felt he ought not to break a promise to them. His regret of course...was that it necessitated the end of the daily streak of fucking to impregnate Chloe. He voiced his concern that there would be a four day break where they would not be able to fuck. From his point of view this would disrupt the careful and meticulous routine established by them for the purpose of getting Chloe pregnant. They had up to this point. “Huh, I’ve never seen an ID that wasn’t a license before.”“Or you just didn’t recognize it.” Zera pointed out.“Or that.” He nodded. “I’ll send a text. Otherwise, I don’t mind renting a car for a few hours.”“K, shower. You need another blowjob?” Zera gestured. Owen grinned. Zera wasn’t dismissive of the sex thing. There was excitement. Her naked body, tattooed over her wrists, shoulders, the front of her waist and her hip, was an energized sexual signpost. Yet, she was showing that she was. She bit her lower lip. Her mind raced. Part of her wondered how he expected her to pull this off, but then she thought of how often she had asked his permission to come and he had made her wait. But that didn't always work. She thought about 12 strokes with the paddle and how much that would hurt... But then, to avoid that, she just had to come anywhere in a one minute window. He saw her processing all of this and broke into her contemplation with, "Do you understand, Nora?" She gulped and. "Your breasts are perfect. So dark and firm.” He ran his finger over her left erect nipple in a circular motion and then her right erect nipple. “I like how your breasts curve up at your nipples and how darker they are than your skin. It’s very sexy and so is how slightly puffy and long your nipples get when you are sexually aroused.” Patrick gently pinched one and then the other, and Dee moaned loudly. Dee felt as if she was going to go insane from her need to have him inside her. She.