"Hurry up bitch, I got more for you over here. We just started with yo ass!" said Jamal, laughing.Rachel stared at the mirror, then at the door. She r...ealized she could run out. She could run, scream for help. The police would come, rescue her, arrest Jamal, it would all be over. If she didn't run, take a chance, Jamal was going to **** her. Rachel couldn't even imagine the idea of the massive black cock in her virginal pussy. Yet, even as she said that, something deep in her mind reminded her. “And you’re right; there’s always the chance of a slip-up. A Condom breaking or coming off and then there’s the waiting until birth to be sure.”“So you would be okay with that then. Just the hand jobs instead until I got pregnant?”Alan nodded and they kissed again. He touched her sex again. She was quite wet and obviously ready for sex. “I could do with a fuck,” he told her expectantly.Dawn smiled. “I’m afraid that’s out of the question for the time being.”“You mean... you’re going ahead with. Emma was strongly tempted to accept but didn't. Her own self loathing made it impossible. How could a repulsive slut like her marry someone like him, who was almost a saint?She decided that for Alexander's sake she must break off their relationship. He was a well known figure despite not courting publicity. His company was very large and at the cutting edge of some interesting new technologies. Being associated with a grubby little tramp like her was just what he didn't need!And there was. The next weekend I wore a tight T-shirt on top that carved the shape of my huge boobs and skinny jeans sticking onto my legs. I lied to my husband that a friend was coming for dinner. I took my car and went to the same restaurant as the last week, hoping to see Madhan.Before entering the restaurant, my eyes hurriedly searched all around for a glimpse of Madhan. But I was disappointed not to find him. I went inside the restaurant and ordered the food.While I was sipping my soup, Madhan walked.