"Nice see a man like this. Even more you”.She runs her hand down my thigh.“Come on ... Take off my panties.”I kneel again, she still leaning on ...the bed by the elbows, she helps pull on her skirt sómy hands can come in and know the soft flesh of her thighs, opens more and my hands sunk into that new world that are her legs. I reach the panties, notice by the touch that is lacy and minimal. I squeeze her waist with both hands, she gives a soft moan, a squeal ..."You, you can not do this tô her. I don’t like being transparent, dangit. When we reached the apartment I put on my gold stilettos and jumped out, taking a big swallow of air. All of a sudden I didn’t feel like my alcohol dreamland anymore. Reality seemed to be back in effect, and back with a bang. I straighten myself out. I straightened my clothes, ran a brush through my hair and grabbed my purse on my way out the door. I ran to the car, putting as much distance between myself and the apartment as possible. I turned back. The pain was pretty intense as my asshole was stretched out more than it had ever been in the past! Her cock like dildo looked so hot, but the pronounced head was making my asshole burn as it pushed into me. My eyes watered up from the sensation and Claudia could tell I was in pain taking her big cock. She went slow and offered me encouragement. Then there was a sense of relief as the head fully sank into me and my asshole closed a little around her shaft. I heard Derek exclaim “Damn!” as. Talk to me! I'm not going to take no for an answer." Get out." Don't do this. You can't stay mad at me forever. I don't want you to have an abortion. I'll marry you, I mean it!" he told her, pleading."It doesn't matter now. We're through." She shook her head, repeating, "It doesn't matter now." Yes it does matter!"She closed her eyes for a moment, and then turned around and walked into her room. He followed her, sitting on her chair while she played the message from the doctor on the machine..