First thing I noticed was she was pregnant. We walked by the river and talked a lot, she found me very interesting, though I am not a big charmer or a... hot shot, however I feel she was looking for a partner and looking for emotional attachment.We decided to drive to the lookout in her Toyota Camry. We got there around 8 pm and it was windy and cold.At the lookout I just slowly put my arms around her and she did not respond and we continued to talk. Fast forward when she turned around I stood in. She was pressing me closer to her now and with one hand i was pressing her boobs and with other i was rubbing her pussy.I went down near her pussy and kissed it.She was pulling my hairs then i put my hand inside her leggings and rubbed her pussy it was clean shaved and her small hairs were rubbing at my finger it was feeling so nice. Her pussy was wet then i inserted one of my finger inside her hole and she hugged me tightly.I started finger fucking her for some time now we both were going out. Then again, I wasn’t expecting to see same sex marriage happen in my lifetime, either, and I was wrong about that, wasn’t I? We can have a ceremony, though, a threefold one, and I can still get legally wed to Sally, but unless I want to directly challenge ... oh, wait, now there’s an idea.“Carver, what do you think of this ... if we were to file suit in Federal court for the right to legally marry more than one spouse. If you don’t mind the attention, that is. Talk about a high-profile case, if. . it was sexy. She was sexy. And seemed effortless about it. "What are you staring at?" What?" I asked, snapping back into focus."What are you staring at?" she repeated, glancing down at herself."That's my shirt, thief." I replied, feeling like an asshole for ogling her. Even more so for having been caught.She laughed a little, and said "Oh yeah, it's comfy."Amy kept staring down at the primitive figure on the front of the shirt for a few more moments, and suddenly trembled a bit. "Adam?".