Happy New Year!

"No?" she whimpered, asking, but already knowing what was going to happen next.

She shook with fear as the soft hood of his pole pressed at her opening. Her eyes rolled shut as it slowly sank inside her.

"Oh Mr. Grant!"

It was Mr. Grant's turn to gasp as his thick rubbery head popped inside Beth's tight opening. He wasn't sure if it was because it was her first time, or because of her strong orgasms, but he had never felt such a tight pussy.

"You feel soooo...," he said, sliding his entire length inside her, finishing as he exhaled, "goooood!"

He slowly pulled himself out, then leaned forward and sank back inside, sliding easier this time. A worry flitted through his head. He didn't want to, but he felt compelled to ask Beth, "You're on the pill, right?"

Beth, as if she had been languishing in the hot sun on the beach all day, drifting in and out of consciousness, only rocked her head slowly side to side.

Pulling completely out, but then sinking back into the warmth and gentle grasp of the love he so desperately needed, Jack whispered, "And your last period?"

She didn't answer, then said, "I don't remember."

Mr. Grant stopped. He could feel his erection disappearing.

"But you might get pregnant," he said, feeling stupid and knowing it was up to him to stop.

Beth opened her eyes, and it was the old soul who answered. "I hope so," it said.

And Mr. Grant knew, in that instant, that she would get pregnant with his child, if not this time, then sometime in the not-too-distant future.