.I dropped the glass, my hands weak and vision blurring and darkening.Was the drink drugged? I slumped to my side and lay, completelypowerless, as she... stood up and placed her glass down. My horniness fadedimmediately and I was suddenly very scared of her."Let's get started, shall we?"She carefully dragged me onto some cushions on the floor before movingthem aside and laying me flat. Her slim hands made deft work of myclothes, whipping them from my body and squirrelling them awaysomewhere. I was. This done my pants came down followed by my underwear. Grabbing her hips, I raised her and adjusted her position, till her slit was above my prick. She realized what I wanted, and obliged by lowering herself onto the tool. She wasn't a virgin, and I found myself becoming engulfed in her soft warm flesh, soon to be buried to the balls in her tight cunt.She moaned again as I filled her, taking my hands and placing them on her tits, which I began to squeeze through her sweater. She adjusted. It must be way up in my belly. I look at my car seat ... I have no panties on. No semen on my dress or seat ... no drips on my toes. I’m amazed at the volume he unleashes in me. Got to admit ... erotic as hell.I pulled up in my drive and decided I better check on something that had been worrying me some. I walked in the kitchen and looked at my calendar. OH FUCK! FUCK! It can’t be ... I look at the dates. I’ve missed one period and should be finishing my second one now ... OH GOD NOOO! I. “I had no idea…” was all he could manage to say.“I thought that might be the case,” she said as she began to tease one of his nipples. “I did that for my husband quite a lot after we were married. I used to tell him that I would cut his manhood off with a rusty knife if he ever told anyone what I did.”“Do you enjoy it?”“Oh, yes, I do. I enjoy it very much, but it’s not something a proper woman would ever talk about. The first time it happened to me, it was just accidental. But it was so.