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What She Ask Me
Ran into her at the coffee shop;
We hadn't "talked" for years;
Because,
Well,
She was getting married.
She stammered,
Hesitated,
Then,
Said,
"It's been rough."
I just listened.
She was silent,
For,
What seemed like,
Hours --
But was,
Probably,
Only a couple,
Of minutes.
I sipped,
My coffee,
And,
Waited.
"Now,
That we're married,
He only likes,
Missionary."
Another,
Very long,
Pause.
"He can't get me,
Pregnant."
"We've,
Really,
Really,
Tried."
"I didn't tell him,
I had myself,
And the sperm,
The doctor,
Found inside me,
Both tested --
I'm fine,
It's him."
He thinks,
He's some kind,
Of impregnation,
Machine."
Another,
Long pause.
"I love him;
Really,
Love him."
Another,
Long pause.
"I'd adopt,
But he said,
That any kid,
Has to be his."
"Which isn't,
According to the doctor,
Going to happen."
She was quiet.
Finally,
I said something,
"I'm sorry.
What can I do?"
I sat there,
Sipping my coffee,
Waiting.
She sat there,
So quiet,
I thought,
Our conversation,
Had ended.
She took,
A super deep breath,
Looked me straight in the eyes,
Licked her lips,
Took another breath,
And,
Said,
In a,
Sort of,
Choking,
Voice,
With Many,
Many,
Pauses --
Almost,
Sobs.
"Please,
I don't know,
Anyone else to ask --"
"I want you to,
Bend me over,
The arm of the sofa --
Like you used to."
Almost,
Begging --
"Please."
"Thrust your cock,
Deep inside my,
Pussy --
Did I say,
He had,
A pencil dick?"
Apparently,
Trying,
To be,
A bit,
Funny.
With pleading in her eyes,
Also,
In her voice --
Hands,
Tightly grasp,
Together.
And,
Trying to smile.
"You know,
I'm wet for you,
Like always."
"I want every inch of you."
"Please."
There were tears,
In her eyes.
"I want to hear you groan,
With pleasure,
In response,
To my gasp,
When you hit,
My g-spot just right,
Like you used to."
"I so,
So,
Miss it."
"I want to feel
Your cock,
Swell inside me,
Fill me completely."
"I use to love,
Feeling you slide deeper,
Into me;
Balls deep,
Into me."
"I want that again."
"Please."
"I want you to cum,
So deeply into me pussy,
That we both,
Gasp,
Moan."
"Please."
"Cum,
Flood,
Right up against,
My cervix."
"Make,
Me,
A mommy."
With tears,
In my eyes,
I,
Took her hands,
Into mine.
"Your married,
I,
Won't,
Do,
That."
We hadn't "talked" for years;
Because,
Well,
She was getting married.
She stammered,
Hesitated,
Then,
Said,
"It's been rough."
I just listened.
She was silent,
For,
What seemed like,
Hours --
But was,
Probably,
Only a couple,
Of minutes.
I sipped,
My coffee,
And,
Waited.
"Now,
That we're married,
He only likes,
Missionary."
Another,
Very long,
Pause.
"He can't get me,
Pregnant."
"We've,
Really,
Really,
Tried."
"I didn't tell him,
I had myself,
And the sperm,
The doctor,
Found inside me,
Both tested --
I'm fine,
It's him."
He thinks,
He's some kind,
Of impregnation,
Machine."
Another,
Long pause.
"I love him;
Really,
Love him."
Another,
Long pause.
"I'd adopt,
But he said,
That any kid,
Has to be his."
"Which isn't,
According to the doctor,
Going to happen."
She was quiet.
Finally,
I said something,
"I'm sorry.
What can I do?"
I sat there,
Sipping my coffee,
Waiting.
She sat there,
So quiet,
I thought,
Our conversation,
Had ended.
She took,
A super deep breath,
Looked me straight in the eyes,
Licked her lips,
Took another breath,
And,
Said,
In a,
Sort of,
Choking,
Voice,
With Many,
Many,
Pauses --
Almost,
Sobs.
"Please,
I don't know,
Anyone else to ask --"
"I want you to,
Bend me over,
The arm of the sofa --
Like you used to."
Almost,
Begging --
"Please."
"Thrust your cock,
Deep inside my,
Pussy --
Did I say,
He had,
A pencil dick?"
Apparently,
Trying,
To be,
A bit,
Funny.
With pleading in her eyes,
Also,
In her voice --
Hands,
Tightly grasp,
Together.
And,
Trying to smile.
"You know,
I'm wet for you,
Like always."
"I want every inch of you."
"Please."
There were tears,
In her eyes.
"I want to hear you groan,
With pleasure,
In response,
To my gasp,
When you hit,
My g-spot just right,
Like you used to."
"I so,
So,
Miss it."
"I want to feel
Your cock,
Swell inside me,
Fill me completely."
"I use to love,
Feeling you slide deeper,
Into me;
Balls deep,
Into me."
"I want that again."
"Please."
"I want you to cum,
So deeply into me pussy,
That we both,
Gasp,
Moan."
"Please."
"Cum,
Flood,
Right up against,
My cervix."
"Make,
Me,
A mommy."
With tears,
In my eyes,
I,
Took her hands,
Into mine.
"Your married,
I,
Won't,
Do,
That."
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