She still worked in a shoe shop, unable to give up work due to money worries. I met her the following morning as I bought a pair of trainers from her ...and we chatted; I convinced her to let me take her to lunch. We agreed on the sexual transaction over cappuccino: two hours of sex for three hundred pounds.She was cheap, but it was more money than she'd normally earn in a week; it was less than I earned in a day. And I had unfulfilled needs. I needed to fuck the pregnant woman. I needed to enjoy. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him as she pulled herself off of the bench and wrapped her legs around his waist. She bounced around until she felt the tip of his cock hitting her opening. She kissed him hard again and slid down onto his hard cock. It filled her up so nicely. He was so hard. She could feel every inch of him penetrate her. She felt the ridge around his cock head deep inside of her. She began bouncing up and down on his cock. She felt him getting harder and harder. I watched it gradually slide in to her, with transfixed fascination, as it was so large. Eventually it was all the way in, right up to the hilt. He started screwing her in earnest, slamming it in without mercy, making her wince at the size of it as it ploughed her furrow relentlessly. After a while, Melinda let it be known that it was now my turn to receive the ride of my life, as she lifted herself off of his glistening baby maker.With some trepidation, I readied myself over his black impaler,. To cut out the unnecessary length of the discussion between me and her, she had told me that she had got a call that day evening around 10 that her brother was admitted in a local hospital due to road traffic accident.. they had informed her that his bike was hit from the back by lorry and he had fell on the road with his head hitting the edge of footpath..hospital ppl had told that his condition was very severe and chances of him surviving was very less.. she had immediately rushed to the.