Cassie sighed. Her hand found mine and guided it. I held a gorgeous, firm little breast, my other hand finding a boney little hip. Her body shuddered ...slightly when I teased a hard nipple. She shuddered again when I squeezed her small breast.I actually felt the coolness of precum on the tip of my cock when it flexed again. I shuddered and moved my hips to draw the tip back through her legs and along her cleft. Cassie's hand covered mine, pressing my hand to her breast. She curled her ass back at. Get as much jock strap in your mouth as you can. Good. You look like a little piggy like that. What joke did I play on you, you want to know? Okay, because you are a good little prick pouch sucking piglet, I'll tell you. Guess what? THAT'S NOT MY JOCKSTRAP. IT BELONGS TO TYRONE, THAT BIG BLAck NIGGER ON THE TEAM!" Jason rolled onto the bed laughing and pawing at his crotch, Candy gagged and gagged and felt the puke rise in her throat and had to swallow it again because of the elastic dick pouch. ‘Thanks,’ Jasmine said awkwardly. ‘That was then. This is now. We’ve both changed. Are you still stuck in the past?’ ‘Of course not.’ ‘Okay then.’ Philip placed some bills on the table as a tip. They walked out of the restaurant. ‘Why not give it a shot?’ Jasmine smiled. ‘Thanks, Philip. I appreciate it. I really do. But, I just can’t. I’m sorry.’ Looking down, Philip shrugged his shoulders. It was the first time Jasmine had seen him look humbled. ‘Okay. Suit yourself,’ he said again, this time. She was pregnant, a child growing in her womb. Of course, we did not know which of the seven men who gambled on her impregnation was the father or what race the baby would be but, we didn't care. Becky was pregnant. I was so thrilled for her, and so was Trudy.After Becky told my boss, Mr. Williams, of her joy, he scheduled a big party for that next Saturday afternoon at his club to celebrate Becky's pregnancy.Trudy and I went to the mall when Becky left in Mr. Williams limo. Becky was so happy.