"God, I know. I never thought I could handle one, but having a baby with you should be fun. For us NOT to have a baby would be crazy. We have so much ...love to share. Although I'll have to make a deal with the child, he or she only gets the titties for a short time. I want them back. I need my playtime too." Joe kidded her."Don't worry, I'll share them." She laughed at him."You don't worry about how our lives will change with a child?" Joe asked."No, I think like you said, a third person, a. I double-checked the room to see what I was missing, and decided to grab some clean towels from the hall closet. Clean is good. Fifteen minutes to spare.The weather was perfect, so I pulled off the Targa top, drove down the driveway and further up the hill. At the scenic lookout, I parked to enjoy the view and consider the evening. I hadn’t been on a conventional date in years, but I thought I had everything squared away. I was nervous. Can you believe it? I told myself it was a good thing and. Sarah was there, eyes fastened on mine. I saw a timid brunette who might have been Maggie Dickenson from Barbara’s description, though timid didn’t seem to be typical of people in marketing. When the music stopped Sarah was a couple of women away. She straight-armed one onto an occupied chair and delivered a lovely hip check to the other. I wondered if she’d ever played hockey. Then she landed in my lap, greeted by me with a welcoming ‘Oof’. She was a big girl. However, as I mentioned earlier. .. "No" I begged. "YESSSS", He said suddenly driving into me. Time stopped. I screamed, but no sound came out. I was frozen, inshock, stunned into incapacity. And in that moment, that moment when hismassive cock insinuated itself into me... any sense of self was replaced,momentarily replaced by pain; pain that would eventually be replaced bysurrender, surrender that would eventually be replacedby... Pleasure(?). In the mean time, however, there would be much more painto endure. .