."I got a LOT of responses to this ad, some creepy, some evasive, quite a few who were not very bright, or who refused to send a picture, but eventual...ly I ended up exchanging emails with a good-looking latino, Antonio, whose picture sported a nice smile, and who seemed sane and pleasant. So one morning after my wife left for work, I drove out to his apartment, feeling a bit nervous but also excited.Antonio greeted me at his door, bare-chested and wearing tight shorts, a bit of bulge in his. My wife now began to get a little excited. "I'm going to fuck you slow and deep, and then I'm going to fill your pussy with my come. You're going to have my baby grow inside you." She now started stroking in and out faster and harder. My pussy stretched and conformed to her cock filling it. She was so deep inside me I could feel her at my womb. I begged her to make me pregnant. "Please fill my tight pussy with all your come. Please make a baby in me," I begged. I wanted to feel her cock in. Please..." but he had leverage on her and successfully pinned her against the couch back. They continued their unorthodox wrestling match, and he continued on her buttons until he had her dress unbuttoned to mid waist, at which point he peeled the garment to one side and Beth's bra-covered breast popped out. As they struggled against each other, I was struggling with what I should do.I could see the white fabric strain as her chest heaved from the exertion, the excitement, or both! He kneaded. A part of her knew she would enjoy it if she and Mark made love. She thought back on her failed marriage and the one romantic disaster afterward.She was ten years single when she met Mark. She had abstained from all sex after a disastrous one-night stand five years previous. Aloud she said, "I have faith in you Mark." She averted her gaze. She did not want him to see her cry. She knew she would if she looked into his eyes a moment longer.Their waiter brought them their orders. Cole dug into his.