She was bouncing her hips as if begging me to fuck her and in the meantime she had slided down my pant with her leags. So we were joined together but ...not having sex.Then I stopped and went up near her face. She opened her eyes and gave a smile. I got the signal. I kissed her lips and pushed my dick into her pussy, firmly but not too hard. She arched her back in pain and pleasure. I pushed much harder this time and pushed my whole 6.5″ inch into her pussy. Tears came into her eyes and she was. The second part was a complete curfew at 1200; any violators would be shot. It was a last ditch attempt to restore order.The next part of world news was devoted to the massacre at La Jarita. The Mexican media was there in the form of live TV from Ciudad Anahuac. There were bodies and burned vehicles - and of course - crying widows.I felt bad for them but not that bad; their men had decided to take the cartel route. Rumor had it that the new cartel boss’s requirement was to kill someone in front. She dressed nearly immediately and ran for home. I didn’t see or talk to her again for nearly three months, until she announced to me that she was pregnant and I was ‘the father’. At the time it never occurred to me to question her further about her prior sex with Tony (unprotected of course), not to mention that on our only coupling I had been getting his sloppy seconds. I guess in the end it was a ‘man thing’. We did have unprotected sex together, and it was indeed barely possible that the. I was in the back seat, propped up against the side of the van, my eyes closed. I wasn't asleep, but I wasn't awake either, somewhere in that limbo between. Tami was driving, and Robbie and Traci shared the passenger seat. Next to me I could hear Darlene's rhythmic breathing and was pretty sure the gentle vibration of the van had knocked her out. Mikee and Kelly shared the middle seat.Something had gotten my attention, pulling me back from a daydream about the morning's shower, but I didn't.