It might also be the fear. Fearing his strong powerful cock. I whisper to him "Take me". I can feel his breath on my ear. Then it's his tongue. Then i...t's on my neck. He is licking my neck as he pushes his cock into my hole. It is stretching my hole, but doesn't really hurt. He took his time preparing and fingering my ass that it just slides in. I can feel his warm cock sliding in.. inch by inch. I can almost feel the outline of his cock sliding through my fuck tunnel. I'm on my knees and he is. Somehow though I believe he likes a little feisty spirit. He will have to chain me down to submit entirely. We enter the room, and I give a small gasp. On the dressing table is a black leather box with a cream card on top. My name is printed elegantly on the card. I await permission before opening it to find a list of instructions, as Brad opens a bottle of wine and pours us each a glass. I look up to him, cheeks having paled somewhat as my gusset moistens. He hands me a glass, which I receive. That. You want…”“To have a baby, yes. Ever since I turned thirteen last year, I wanted a baby of my own.” She got up and started to get dressed.“So you tricked me into knocking you up?”“Yeah. It was awesome! Thank you so much for the great fuck and for all the sperm. I bet we made a beautiful baby!” “But, don’t I have any say in this?”“Why? You had a good time, right? I’m not asking you for anything. I never asked for your name and I am not from around here. All I wanted was help. Titillating him. His dick was pulsating in front of her. She giggled.“This is fun”“You’re so bad, Mrs Kennedy”, he said, admonishing her in fun. “Yeah? Are you going to punish me for it, Teacher? Have I been a bad girl?”, she asked in a baby voice.Michael nearly shot his load.“So bad. Why don’t you rest across my knee and I’ll show you how bad you’ve been?”She got up and rested her hard, naked body on his lap. His dick was pressing up against her stomach and she gulped. He was bigger than her.