She sounded a bit serious, i started to move in and out, - remember in College, that month we split up? Well, I haven't told you everything.I tried to... tell her that i didn't matter to me and what she did during or break-up was her business. She said, - it's not exactly what you think. remember that guy at the passport office?I nodded and quickened my pace, - do you want to know why he kept looking at me?i grunted, - it's because he's fucked me!I froze, - and...and, he paid me.I couldn't believe. His initial idea was just a little fun, getting her to expose bits of flesh before leading to her fully topless and then cumulating in a blow job even better actually screwing her. Getting her topless (well almost) was easy as often she deliberately bent down or over and with her normal vest tops allowing her tits to flop in front of him. Things changed quite quickly as she revealed so many details of what most would descried as a little sordid past. This awoke things from his own darker side,. Torents of baby batter were injected at my egg, "Do it baby, Seed my fertile garden knock me up." Jerome left his cock in me holding his potent black seed in my pussy. "Jerome what have you done to me?" "Nothing you didn't want Bitch." "I can't Believe that I was happily married yesterday, then I met you," I turned my head in shame for submitting so easily. "Thats not a bad thing," he said with a grin. "YES IT IS! I'm fertile, I Let you fuck me, I begged you to knock me up, I just met you," I. .It's alright Ma'am, by the way I am Norman Pierce", he said offering shaking her hand. "And I am Veronica Campbell, she said in a very husky seductive voice; my friends call me Roni, she added only slowly letting go of his hand as they sat down. The interview proceeded for the next twenty minutes, and in rounding up Norman asked her his last question; So in summary, what would you say is the unique skill that would help you excel at the this job should it be offered to you? Veronica thought.