But Kirsten wasn’t about to play along, and she pushed him away and glared at him. “What are you doing?” she asked him, her voice ripe with conf...rontation. Another man might have back-pedaled desperately at this point, but to Rodney this was like the icing on the cake: he knew he would have her, one way or another, and seeing her feisty personality surface only made him want her more. “You know exactly what I’m doing, Kirsten – and you know you want it.” He said matter-of-factly. Kirsten gave. “It’s my son, or daughter, Dad. I know we always said that the woman should get to choose on her own. But I’d do anything to change Mom’s mind. She seems so certain though. She’s so afraid of you. Of you wanting to send us to jail. To have our baby, your grandchild, given up for adoption. I don’t think that she can see past it.” Richie had latched on to the grandchild thing. That and Maeby’s other bullet points seemed to be hitting home.She chose that moment to appear at the doorway carrying a. Some dripped on my chin. I started concentrating on the other cock. I dragged it across my face getting his precum mixed with the cum on my face and then all over his cock and my face. I went back to sucking it.He came. He caught me by surprise. I let his cock out of my mouth and got most of it on my face, tits, and some on the bed.I ran my fingers through it and brought them to my mouth to lick off.As I did my original young stud who was now deep inside me, came in my cunt. I came again.Like a. ” I took out the water bottle from the fridge, and sat down in the armchair next to him. Max told me the story. Trina had met a guy with more money to spend on her, and had chosen him over Max. I knew that girl was a bitch! But I also knew Max well enough not to say that to his face. It wouldn't do any good. So instead I went with, "How could she do that to you?" and "Doesn't she realize what a great guy she's losing?" I looked at Max. My little brother, now sixteen, was a really handsome young.