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"We wouldn't expect anything from you," Sally talked over him this time. "We wouldn't dump the baby on you all the tits time or make you pay any money or anything like that." "Wow," I faked surprise even though I'd figured most of this out ten seconds ago. "I don't know what to say, I…" "It's okay to say no," Steve interrupted again. It would be nice to finish a sentence sometime soon! "No, no it's okay, I mean… yes, yes I'll do it," I regretted every word of what I just said. Even though I had a plan formulating, I was still agreeing to this thing! "Oh… you mean… really? You, you'll do it?" Sally's face suddenly regained all of its beauty and her face lit up, she turned to Steve, whose face was fucking priceless! He tried to look happy but I could see deep down he'd just shat his stomach into his boots. "Yeah, I mean it," I smiled and Sally rushed at me and kissed my lips and cheek and hugged me ever-so-tightly. I know it might not be appropriate but my pussy froze and burned at the same time when her lips touched mine. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," Sally excitedly repeated. The rest granny of that night was spent telling me about how great I was and how I could change my mind and so on until about an hour later when Steve announced they should leave and let me ‘absorb' everything and that they'd chat to me again tomorrow. Now, after they left I spent around forty-five minutes panicking, then I got back to plan to make. I decided that tomorrow when they called around for their inevitable ‘just making sure' phone call I'd say something along the lines of… I'm sorry but I talked to someone from work and if I agree to be a surrogate, I'd lose my job because technically I'm choosing to be pregnant rather than work. I have no idea if a rule like that exists. It had seemed pretty clever when I'd thought of it earlier but now it seemed weak, so I resumed panicking. As it turned out; there was no need to panic because things changed dramatically the following day when rather than a phone call I got a visit. From the small picture above the mom speaker, I saw that Sally was here, alone. It wife was about two in the afternoon and mature I was still in my bedtime t-shirt and the few seconds it took her to reach my door didn't afford me enough time to change, instead, I quickly doused myself in something sweet smelling and met her at the door. The second I opened the door and saw her standing there in her big coat, ratty skirt, creased top and most of all her red puffed up eyes, I knew exactly what had happened before she said a word. "It's over," Sally blurted out. No sooner had she said it, she was in my arms and her cold body was pressed against mine. "Oh, Sally, I'm so sorry," I lied, sorry but I was so relieved I could've screamed with joy. "Come in, honey, come and sit down and let me make you a drink." I led her over to the sofa and took her coat and hung it up on my way to the kitchen. "Have you got something a little stronger?" Sally called to me. "I could use it." I think that I mature was blushing tits as I said that but Aria wasn’t looking at me. Ryan wanted me to sit with my legs open. “Let’s say our goodbyes and thank you to the King and Queen and head home.” Causing her tummy to flutter in excitement. Becky must have heard the shotgun. The world swam and began to shift until suddenly she wasn’t on him anymore. If he'd been hitting a baseball it would have been a home run easily. Fuck me NOW!” Rekha observed the things Jaya was doing to get John's attention. She was now soaking wet, fluids draining out onto my hand. “Do you like it?” Brandon grinned guiltily up at me, “I added mom a couple extra billion nerves to… certain parts of you.” "I’m here, you can granny have me," I moaned, even more turned on by his confession and loving the fact that he was so attracted to me. I did have a pretty well-defined and well-developed body, just like him. Her body sagged, her legs relaxed their grip, once more I could breathe fully. “So I went for it. With out the twins to use and abuse usTom and I slipped back into our old routine of hanging out with mates or playing video games at each other’s houses, wife but the taste of the delights next door lingered. The protective cotton became saturated beyond its ability to absorb it all, and some of the dangerous liquid powered on through, dripping into the entrance of the sleeping girl's virginal passage. "That felt soooo good!" You’d hate me.” I didn't need to see it again. Dressed in this manner, Tamara rocked back and forth, feeling the taut crotch of her lingerie sliding to and fro, tugging between her thick outer lips to torment her clit.