The Indian schoolgirl Knows I Am Jerking

Someone with whom he could spend the rest of his life, and never fool around on. Someone who, in the near future, could have his babies. John reached down and grabbed hold of the shaft of his penis, and almost-reverently guided the leaky head of it into the crack of Lisa's pussy, as he thought to himself, Lord, thank you for sending this little angel into my life. Then his thoughts naturally shifted to how neat and wonderful it always felt to have his penis actually touching a brand-new pussy. And this wasn't just one of those gold-diggers' pussies either. No sir. This was an incredibly sexy, hairless pussy belonging to an incredibly sexy, non-gold-digger woman. At least, John assumed that Lisa wasn't a gold-digger. If she really were a gold-digger, she sure hid that fact very well, because she hadn't even wanted to ride in John's fancy indian Lincoln Town Car, when they had left Fred's bar for her place. Instead, she had insisted that they take her modest Chevy Nova over to her apartment, although she did ask John to drive. Then John slowly rubbed the circumcised head of his penis up and down along the wet crack of Lisa's sweet pussy a few times. And once his dick-head was well-lubricated with her womanly juices, he eased the head of his penis into Lisa's vaginal opening. John was amazed at how snugly Lisa's vagina fit around his penis. Her vagina felt to him flashing like it belonged to a young teenage girl, instead of a full-grown woman. An uneasy thought struck John from out of the blue, and he didn't hesitate to verbalize it to Lisa. "I sure hope you didn't forget to take your Pill today," he said, almost jokingly. "What Pill?" Lisa replied. "You amateur mean you're not on The Pill?" he incredulously asked. "Of course not, Silly, I don't use any birth control. What made you think that?" John was positive that his pre-cum was still oozing out of the head of his penis. And for a moment, he wasn't sure what he should do. I even let them know that I was going into town one day to try on some clothes. She grunts. I thought she would be the hardest to convince, but she turned out to support me. I think that swayed Daddy to my thinking. We had a TV in the living room again, and better food for dinner.. She had looked nice, I thought, why hadn’t I accepted her offer, I wondered. I had just turned eighteen and was anticipating my freshman year in September. We had a bottle of water and wet Heather's suit, so if flashing he asked why she took it off. Her red lips amateur were stretched wide as I hit the back of her throat. His lubed finger pressed into my asshole, slipping in with more ease than Mommy's. Does it happen with Mom too? “I know.” Diamond answered. But Lisa wanted to have the baby. “What?” I gasped, the only word I could say. “PUSSY!” he snarled, staring indian at me.