" I always want to fuck you, but with protection which we should have done from the beginning." No. No protection." Then we'll wait." We'll wait."Same... argument later date:"So are we looking for a good safe abortionist?" I thought about it, Harry, and I'm not going to get it aborted." Damn it Connie. I can't make you do anything you don't want to, but what are we going to do then?" Have it silly." Then what?" I don't fucking know. All I know is I want your child. I might be crazy but I want your. To get the room key, you had to present identification and the credit card you had used to make the reservations. How could I go in there with a ten-foot hose and a f******n-inch vacuum chamber attached to my dick? At the very least, the hose had to go. Peeling the tape from around the joint, I pried at the juncture between tube and upholstery brush, but it wouldn’t budge.“What about a screwdriver?” Kara suggested.That sounded plausible. So, opening the glove compartment I retrieved a flat-edge. How she did it I have no idea, as it appeared to be at least eight inches long. But she took the entire length in as she plunged her face down, her nose hitting his shaven balls. I made sure I wasn't visible to my rutting parents and sat on one of the chairs and continued to watch the lewd scene. I heard my mum's voice. "Come on Carl I need you to stick that fat cock in my cunt now, I need to be fucked." With that she turned around as Carl moved from his supine position and reached between her. " The southern courier's voice trailed off as a look of sudden panic entered her pale blue eyes and she quickly searched the pockets of the heavy Winter coat she wore. "Oh yeah," she said at last, reading from the scrap of paper she'd found, "Robert Kozlovski."Both Misty and Miranda tried not to laugh as the woman pulled out a rolled up pile of transfer papers. "Yeah, not a problem," said Miranda in amusement as she handed off her cell phone, "It's the number three on the speed dial, Miss... ?".