Sally, that was when you were 5 years old. He wasn't serious." Was so!" Well, what do we have here? Sally, where are your clothes? Why aren't you wear...ng that pre-teen suit Jen made for you?" GRANDMA! GRANDPA!"Heather turned to the new voices, and started shaking and slinking back into her chair. Before her was the blackest man she had ever seen. The man stood 6'6" with a barrel for a chest, and a funnel for a waist. His tight fitting swim trunks did little to hide his upper legs and lower. Her vagina felt fantastic. As soon as he was fully inside her he began to shag her slowly.'Fuck me faster.' She cried. He speeded up, but her pussy was so tight he could feel the spunk build up from deep within his balls.'Oh gosh baby, I'm not going to last long here.' Knowing he had two girls to please though, he withdrew from Samantha and pushed his cock against Chrissie's pussy. He had to guide it in gradually with his hand, she was so tight.'Aaagh yes.' He cried as he gave her his entire. {Maybe not if you weigh a thousand pounds, but if you're big from carrying our baby, I'm going to think you're the most beautiful woman in the world.}Missy sighed and snuggled in. {I'm so happy about this Mike. Have you looked at our fetus yet? I've been watching it every day. It's still microscopic, but I can tell it's growing.}{No, I haven't, Darling. I think I'll wait another week or two. Maybe by then, he'll have a little definition. I'm so happy you're keeping a close watch though.}{It's. Fifteen minutes went by. Twenty. Thirty. I tried her home. No answer. I tried Monca’s. After three times trying to remind her who I was, she admitted not seeing Cara since the Halloween gig at school. I was upstairs, scanning the street when I heard the knock at the back door. “FUCK!” I grunted as I heard my stepdad open the door. I stumbled to the stairs and down to the main floor, looking around to see my obese stepfather grilling Cara in the doorway. She looked perfectly normal. She smiled.