”“Worried about it? More like resigned to it,” I said.“Hmm, you’d be wrong to be so,” he said, “because I am not. Do they call me dad? Y...s, they do. Would they call you dad? Yes they would, of course you’d need to be around for that to happen. And now, with a son on the way...”“Yes, yet another Cord about to enter the lists,” I said.“Sort of,” he said.“Sort of? What does that mean?” I said.“He’s going to have a hyphenated name,” he said.“What? What’s that?” I said.“His last name will be. His cock was drenched with pussy slime, it was dripping. He pushed my head very close to his cock to show how wet she´s for him. He then made me close to her pussy and rubbed her pussy, her wet pussy was loud with all slime inside her. He took all slime from his cock and her pussy and throw on my cock and rubbed with his hand and laughed. it felt like he had used lube on my cock. it was very thick and gooey. He fucked her more and told others to take turn. Now he sucked on her tits and dirty. For the next six months I avoided Heather. I went out on dates. I had sex. I talked and flirted. Sometimes I was rejected, sometimes I was awarded. On every date though, I thought of Heather. There was a connection there, one that seemed so hard to break. At the end of the date, just when Heather had escaped my mind, and I was leaning in for the kiss from the date I was with, my phone would beep. Every time. There would be a text, a text from Heather. She wrote one of two things. Either a. That like to dress up in women pantie and play with my 2 dildo so one day I got on my computer and put a picture up in me in some sexy pantie and said LOOKING FOR SOME BIG DICK and as soon I post it I got 8 hits so I start to talk and telling the I need a the biggest dick on here so a white guy put up a picture of his dick and I was like WOW that big so I start to hook it up so I can have that he must b horny as me he give me his number so I can call him so I call him and give him the in for.