Holy shit, I was not expecting this…ever. It was probably my greatest fear… getting you pregnant. Won’t Tom find out or know it’s not his? You... are not joking are you?”We were in the middle of a great fuck and for some reason I didn’t want to keep fucking her just yet. I needed to get my head around this, there was a lot to be discussed and it could be very dangerous and if anybody found out, it would be the end of their marriage.There was no way she could marry me; that would be disastrous.I. Me: Oh! Are you feeling hot? You can remove your shirt.Ratan: it is alright madam. I am fine.Me: no. Remove your shirt and massage me.He had removed his shirt. He was not wearing any undergarment. His cute chest was before my eyes. I turned again and he started to massage my naked back. I have already noticed that his throat must have gone dry by seeing portion of my boobs coming out from my sides. He was trying hard to keep himself in control and his hands were moving on my back slowly and. Pointing added a perfect lewd-funny touch.“Since when do you make the house rules around here?” I asked.“Since you said you loved me.” I deserved that. “Or something very close to that. You will do it for real soon enough. Suck it up big guy, this was all a set up since Friday night,” she continued.What could I say? “Yes ma’am.” Then I did as I was asked. First my tongue “raped” her recently-showered pussy, working like a dervish until she had a nice little climax and was all kinds of open and. So Kathy and I finally were offered base housing in Peterborough twenty-five miles from the base. The whole street was a loop and the houses on the outside of the loop were leased from the local council for Americans stationed at RAF Alconbury but the inside of the loop was all British people. It was funny, but some of my best friends became the people across the street from our house there. Each house was a duplex, and we loved our house and the friends we made there.I guess we had been there.