“I can’t. I’m not having this child. I’m just… I can’t.” Megan spat out, the convulsions of her crying returning to her. “Not having it at all? So you’re not even putting it up for adoption? So that means…” Megan buried her head into her knees and violently shook her blowjob head yes. I can’t imagine how much Mr. Miles would have approved of abortion, but personal morals aside, I could hardly blame pussy Megan. I was scared as shit of this whole thing. Hardcore Chills were running up my whole body, so much so that my blood was running cold. I was one wrong word away from having one of my full-on panic attacks. It was difficult to even ask her the questions I was asking, and I’m sure I was visibly shaking as much as her. The small voice of Megan took me away from my inner hell. “What…” she began uneasily, then brought her head up. “What would you choose to do if this were your child?” That just about did it. In a hysterical fashion, I flashed a smile that constantly twitched as I breathed out slowly and painfully. “There’s…” I choked out. “There’s a good chance it is mine, isn’t it?” I couldn’t take it anymore. Like Megan, my head hit my knees and I was full-out crying. I didn’t want this. I wanted this whole thing to go away. I wanted nothing more at this moment than to just run away from Megan and never return. My whole body was uncomfortably shaking, so much so that every movement amateur my body made almost took the wind out of me. It was my turn to be inconsolable, and based on Megan’s hesitantly placed hand on my back, I think she understood. Everything raced through my mind. My parents, my future, cumshot my deadbeat child I would most assuredly never raise properly, and Nicole’s gaze. I couldn’t escape its path. I knew she would be disappointed in me, I just fucking knew it. It terrified me. This whole thing terrified me. I needed to switch this situation off, to wake up from this dream. “Adam!” Megan said with force, tapping my back. I just realized I was screaming. “Well….” Dakota doesn’t finish the sentence. When the booze wears off that you might regret what you did and really hate me." I stroked her hair and caressed her back. My hand pumped pussy up and down his shaft. Maybe exhaustion and sleep deprivation had finally driven her insane…or maybe a different part of herself had simply awakened. “What’s going on?” he asked blinking his cumshot drowsiness away. An orgasm radiated out through Annette's body leaving her quite blowjob wet down below. But I am not embarrassed by them anymore. I watched her face as it changed. It was just a delicious amateur treat. He stopped spanking her when her ass cheeks turned red and burned with his hand prints. Niky smiled more saying, “Yesssss.” "Wha…what just happened, Mom?" you ask, your voice quivering as her orgasmic juices drip wetly down your chin. I fucked her asshole in long deep strokes and saying to her, “Do not stop eating that fuckken pussy. There was no way I would be getting away from this. As I mentioned at the start of this confession, Laura and I had been abstaining from sex for the last three months and it would not have been long before I came from Max’s blowjob skills. Something silver streaked off to my right and— Once it was empty he took it from her and sat it on the table. My email and phone number are right on the chalkboard in case any of you need to message me or send me an email if you need help with something." I also got up to pull my pants and briefs down, just below my butt-cheeks and lay back Hardcore down. My wife giggled beside us as Becky kissed me right here in the middle of the hallway. We went to a very nice place to eat. She wanted to give herself to him one more time, she knew Bill would understand.