" I said. "We would never disclose who you are, besides you'll be out of the country by the time a c***d is born." she replied. I told her I really di...n't think it was something I could do. "Please, we don't have any other way. It's something we want so badly." I told her I'd have to sleep on it, with my main intent to just not leave her upset but still thinking NO WAY in my head. We returned to the complex and I said I'd let her know. I got to my place and turned on the television and tried to. Wish I could! But I DO have one of my invisible toys I can make disappear…and maybe that will distract you. I’m licking it right now…’ She was right, it did prove to be a nice distraction. Cybersex isn’t a bad substitute. And it certainly helped relieve the tension I felt after our conversation. The fall dragged on, darker, colder, and deeper, and we carried on, a mixture of the mundane and the silly, the honest and the erotic. And then, one day in early November, she asked another funny. Just as the cock head touched the back of her womb, I flexed my hips and push harder. This pushed her womb into her body and she feels the knot at the base of my penis push hard on her clitoris. The heavy scrotum then swung in and slapping her ass softly. Marina is now beyond weak after her mind shattering orgasm. But the brutal attack into her most sacred place extracts a painful grunt from her. There is so much pain in her lower abdomen, she shut her eyes and tried to cut off her senses.. I make mistakes and, despite my best effort to ensure otherwise, you will probably find some in every story I have written. I just seem to have bad luck keeping an editor. Good ones are too busy and bad ones just want to read something before everyone else does.I encourage you to please take the time to leave some form of feedback, if for no other reason than to point out the errors you find.Lastly, try to remember that this is a free site and the works here are, for the most part, done by.