“How long have you got to go?” “About six weeks, I hope you know you’re going to be busy,” she answered with a grin. When he looked puzzled... she continued. “Betsy should go any day now. Donnas about three weeks away, I’m five weeks and Ruby seven.” “Four babies in two months, you’ll have to visit the town’s maternity ward at least four times with four different pregnant women. That’ll guarantee you’re the talk of the town, especially the pubs,” Jenny laughed. “That will give them something to. In summer, she'd wear dangerously short cutoffs and tank tops, her pert little nipples constantly poking through as an invitation to my mouth.She was the first girl to make me cum with her mouth. Prior to her was an array of naive high school blowjobs, novel at best, but mostly dull prelude to the pure rhythmic fucking that made high school so great. By the time I made Jane, I had come to the conclusion that fellatio simply wasn't my thing - my cock wasn't built for it, didn't respond to it,. Suddenly she threw her arms around my neck andmashed her lips against mine.As great as that was, I wanted to try something more,so after a bit I pulled away and said, “I wonder ifJeff is imagining that I have my hands rubbing all overyour chest?”“I’ll bet he is,” she said as she wiggled closer to meand took my hand in hers, bringing it up to her boobs.She nuzzled up to me, kissing my neck and breathingheavily through her nose as I explored both of herbreasts. He seemed too distant at times, and in truth, he was. They had this same discussion, sometimes turning into an argument, time after time after time. They each wanted more from each other, but neither was ready or willing to take that leap of faith. They wanted to see the other person change before they would. They didn't trust that their respective efforts at change would lead to any change in their partner. It was a dangerous downward spiral. They each masturbated but kept it a secret from.