Diane and Ann picked him up, and as soon as she saw him, Ann threw herself into Bret's arms and bawled. After thirty minutes of crying (during which, ...all Bret did was hold Ann in his arms) he learned the reason for her sadness. Ann had learned, two days previously, that she had become pregnant from the rape. Due to her religion as well as personal feelings, she would not let the baby be aborted. Having finished telling her story she looked at Bret. Bret opened his arms smiling and simply. As if she knew what I was thinking, she relaxed herself and let her tits teasing my cock.We were both completely silent, and she look at me and wink. and she start removing my unbuttoned my shirt. With each button released was accompanied by her licking my chest. Next she removed my pant. She smile as she rubbing the bulge under my brief and use her mouth to remove it releasing my cock out it's confined space.As she moved closer to me, she said, “I know you’ve been under a lot of stress lately. My tongue was exploring her mouth and I was pumping my saliva in her mouth. She was enjoying it and was feeling my hands caress her back and waist.Slowly I stopped kissing and looked in her green eyes, she was lustfully staring at me. I pushed her to the bed and pulled off her shirt. She was wearing a blue bra. I took off my shirt and threw it away. I pushed her and asked her if she had any rope or thread. Luckily she had a small cotton rope in her cupboard.I tied her hands together to the. I never needed a DNA kit to know my own ancestry, of course.It was funny that both of my parents were atheists, both were smokers, and both were heavy drinkers of both coffee and brandy. I suppose those were things that helped them bond. They were also both rather adulterous, but that was never an issue for me. Not being born into a highly religious or moralistic family, there was far less baggage in that way. Well, there was until Dad got religion, that was. Yes, you could say that Jesus was a.