I had to make an on-the-spot choice. If I could accept her as she was we could continue our relationship. If not, then she would put her clothes back ...on and that would be the end of it.Unbeknownst to her, I had been jacking off to erotic stories about sharing women and sloppy seconds for a long time but had never experienced one. The vigorous way my rigid rod quickly rammed into her slippery snatch gave her the answer she sought. I slammed her hard and she bucked her hips back and squealed and. So tell me, why are you feeling badly?" Well, one simple reason, Philip, I'm pregnant -- with your baby," Beverly said as she stood there in front of his desk."No shit?" Philip said in surprise but then in immediate realization that Beverly was surely still childbearing age and he and her hadn't done anything to keep her from being knocked up during several unprotected fucks he'd had with her."Beverly, I won't beat around the bush. Am I the father of your baby?" Philip asked as he realized that. We parked both and went inside for a late lunch.After we cleaned up from lunch, Wendy said, "Let's go swimming. We grabbed suits, towels, blankets, bottled water, and our pistols. We didn't make a production of it but always wore our pistols outside. Frequently, I would carry a rifle. It was just part of our habits. We went to the pond and laid the blankets out to lie on later. We went out and walked into the pond hand in hand. The water was fairly clear and cool. We played around in the water. As he reached for the hem of her tank top, she undid his belt and then started on his fly. Soon enough she was in her lace dark blue bra and matching panties, and he was in his navy boxers. Scarlet rubbed his cock through the fabric, Mr. Wilson rubbing her tits. He skillfully removed her bra and admired her perfect breasts. She eyed him with a coy look and got onto her knees.Scarlet pulled down his boxers and his big, hard cock sprang towards her. She licked from the bottom of the underside of.