"This," she cradles her belly proudly, "was no accident. I was on the pill at the time and had no more interest in getting pregnant, BEFORE I started ...reading your stories, than my lover did in making me pregnant. Maybe he didn't know how horny pregnant women get, or how much we like to fuck the guy who has put his baby in us, or how much men enjoy eating knocked-up pussy." I see HE hadn't read any Homer Vargas stories." No, and he'd have freaked to know I was reading that kind of 'trash.' He. ”I looked up; he was just staring into space. That night I told him what happened to me. The lights went out. We talked until early morning. When we woke up after three hours of sleep, the first thing that Bob said to me was, “You need to start running again.”Since the last outburst during mom’s visit, she and dad would only come together, not missing one visitation date. They were scheduled to visit that weekend, as it was a sunny day we had the privilege of sitting outside.Just before they. They got hung up for a split-second as the waistband caught on the swollen knob, and then she lifted them up and over, quickly pulling them right down and off. She tossed them aside, her eyes quickly returning to her son's midsection.Released from the restrictive confines of his underwear, Josh's immense cock seemed to unfurl from upon itself once it hit the open air. Like a disturbed cobra rising in defiance, it lifted hypnotically from his groin, the broad flared crown seeming to blossom as. "All right, why don't you head back upstairs and study or read before we go, as it won't help your mother if she finds you alone with me", I said.I turned around to my computer to end the conversation, when Jen said "Greg?", and when I turned aroundthere was Jen, smiling, bent over with her skirt up, legs wide, perfect ass and pussy exposed, with a fingerburied to the knuckle in her pussy. "Go!" I said. She straightened up, smiled over her shoulder, and headed up the stairs. I sat there with.