Once there, your dealer eyes you first with a look of disgust, then one of pity. He motions for you to join him in an alley."Hey, John," He said, once... out of earshot of other bystanders. "Your life seems to be falling apart here, I'm not just a dealer here, I'd like to consider myself a friend as well."Well that's a load of bull, you think to yourself, he's probably just trying to sell me something new."Look," you reply, "I appreciate the concern and all, but I'm just here to get my fix." I. It was totally alright with me, since I thought that she would feel more comfortable talking about things with Carolyn if they were alone. I even joked that they could go to my parent’s house for a quickie, since they were out of town. Carolyn came and picked up Michele, and our youngest daughter, who was only one, while I stayed with the older kids who were napping upstairs.I was laying on the couch rubbing my cock through my shorts, while I wrote the last story about my wife and Carolyn. However, the other thing in that one sentence that caused my body to shiver with anticipation was the fact that he mentioned me being pregnant. Pregnancy was my other fetish, not being pregnant myself but in general."Yes," I whisper."Yes what?" he asked with a stern look on his face."Yes Daddy, I want my tits to fill with milk for you, and I want you to drink from my breasts." "Soon Slut, I will very soon. But first we have to get you pregnant. Do you want to be my pregnant little slut? You. "Yes, I have Jalone, and Im not fucking pleased!" She sternly says."Really, your hand says other wise," I smirk.She blushes and puts her hand behind her back."Well J-"Thats when I threw her on my desk and fucked the living hell out of her pussy. She screams also. I go harder until she throws me off."Jalone." she pants, "If you could make me cum than you wont be fired."I smile and I make a fist. I ram it into her pussy, hitting her clit in the process. She roars. Twelve minutes pass and cums all.