Think about something evenmore serious for a minute." What could possibly be more serious than me being pregnant?" I asked her."The media. There is no... way you are going to be able to keep this out ofthe press," she told me. "Think about it, you are a 53 year old post-optranssexual, and you are pregnant. Pregnant, Kelly. You're going to have ababy, something that is completely, medically impossible for a transsexualwoman." Until now," Ronnie said, walking into the kitchen with an armful. I was told to drop a sample at a teacher place who lived close to my store in Central Mumbai. Her name is Neeti.About her- She was a decent looking 27yrs (must be 30 now) old Marwadi girl. Her boobs were big but saggy. I don’t know the exact stats though. She was charming and graceful. I had to go to Goa for a trip so I finished the order before time and delivered. All the teachers were impressed. During the time when I was in Goa, I messaged Neeti ‘All the best’ as she was the coordinator for. Naw, man. Breakin' one in right now, dawg. Can't you hear that shit?" And with that he pushed his cock in and out of my mouth enough to make those wet sucking noises and put the phone right by my lips to catch the audio magic for the person on the other end. They got an earful of my sucking and moaning. T-Dog unzipped his pants and pulled out his black dick too. It too was hard already and my eyes grew wide as saucers at the thought of another cock invading my mouth. His was also about 8 inches. ’ With that said Athena disappeared as quickly as she had appeared leaving Kal and Hippolyta staring at each other. Hippolyta leaned back in her chair and rubbed her head. She had only been planning on dragging out the conversation and making Kal sweat a little more but now she was going to have to watch her daughter and the only man on the planet she though worthy of him make a hard choice. Either accept the contest and risk never being allowed to be near each other again. Or choosing not to.