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Whoa! Culturalshock time, duh…there is nobirth control inthe jungle! Thesewomen were allhoping to becomepregnant, have mybabies, and hopingfor male ones at that.

They werejust walking outthe front doorwhen Fiona turnedto him andsaid, "I Thiswas it, hereshe was aprostitute, no awhore about toundress for herfirst client. Thenmoving somewhat stiffly,she went totake took herheels off.

"We won.We won. Whatdid we win?"Ask Shawn witha clueless lookon his face.

"What'sthat for?"

Chapter 11 The Pool Hall Gangbang (pt1)

"I bloodyhope not, son.You've only justmet her."

Chapter 2:Off to College

"Dothey, Kiran madam?"Subbu was immenselypleased to hearthat.

He scoopedmy hair tothe back ofmy head andheld it tight,his hips pushed up forcing hiscock further into my mouth,"Come on MrsBrown, start suckingyou don't wantme to startdriving this monsterof mine downthe back ofyour throat, ordo you"?

And asluck would haveit, when theystarted to fillout the forms,the young PFC dropped his cover,which is militarylingo for 'hat'.As he bentover to pickit up Igot a spectacularview of butt.I popped aboner instantly. Itwas so roundand perfect thatthe image wasimmediately seared intomy brain. Ihad to forcemyself not tostare at him.

"Mom!What was that!?"

'That'sgood, cause Iwas going toask you ifyou came hereoften.'

That was easyto say, butit was notso easy toslough off thememory of whathad happened tome, like asnake shedding itsskin.

Weekend activities washed away any memoryof the meetingI'd arranged. Atabout 10:20 onMonday I wasamong the packof journalists thatburst from thecouncil room, trailingthe mayor downthe corridor andfawning like beesto honey. Hisbudget just got passed and wewanted to knowif he wouldgloat.

Bet gave hera skeptical glance.

Aaron finished dressing,and proudly waitedfor his Mistressby the frontdoor. As usual,his Mistress didnot tell himwhere they weregoing. She instructedhim to driveto a partof town thathe had notbeen before, andfinally to stopin front ofa large house.

Sheanswered the doorwearing a burgundyfloor length see through silk robe.I could barelytell that underit she hadon nothing. Shewas gorgeous. Shelooked at meand stepped asideto kind ofsweep me in.I came insideand turned toface her andshe had mein her armsand was kissingmy lips feedingme her tongue.I know Igasped at thesuddenness but thenkissed her backhard sucking onher tongue andlips—biting a teenybit.

It wasthe second daywhen we metLinzi and Chris.Christine and Iwere splashing aroundin the watergetting wet, justhaving a goodtime, when wealmost bumped intothis cute younggirl. After aquick apology wechatted awhile. Hername was Linzi.She was anexceptionally pretty girl about five footeight, dark auburncolored hair andWOW,... that bikinisure was holdingan incredible pair of tits.

forgot mysunglasses."

Peter andI exchanged glances.This was notwhat we hadbeen expecting. Hildacontinued, 'In factthe amount theyare prepared topay is twomillion dollars, each.'

Daraquenstood staring fromthe doorway, movingfrom her hidingplace and lookingat the oldman. She wasforbidden to enterthis room byher grandfather andso remained motionlesson the thresholdgauging the situation.After running allthe alternatives throughher head shefinally ventured.

"Whatare we goingto do withall that pizza?"I asked, cumdribbling out ofmouth and downmy chin. "Andhow did youget it withno money?"

When wewere all dressedthe officer (Becky)took us backto our carand we gotout and readyto drive, whenwe saw Becky walking back upto the car.I rolled downmy window andshe handed mea ticket andtold us tohave a niceday.

Jessica said."I hope thereisn't anyone Iknow here tonight."

"I tried callingyou at homelast night, actuallythe last fewnights." Jeff paused to gulp ashe considered hisnext sentence, dreadingmany of thepossible replies. "Iwas wondering whenI might seeyou again?"

"I didn'treally do anything."

"Ido sincerely apologise,Isabel", said Anton in his deep,clipped slightly accented voice. "I dorealise that yourparents are away,but I washoping that yourfather may haveleft a letterfor me."

"Your turn."Kary unbuttoned Jeff'sshirt as fastas she couldand pushed itback away fromhis. She startedto lift hisundershirt over hishead, but becausehe was muchtaller, he hadto help her.She ran herhands over hischest, down hissides, and finallyone hand downover the bulgein his jeans.

Butthat didn't helpmuch: She washis fucking mission.

Finallyit erupted. Hecame for awhole minute, sendingthick syrup straight up to herfertile womb andoverflowing, splashing tothe floor.