Her other hand moves to gently cup your hip, guiding your hips closer to hers as she continues to stroke herself. Her breath comes faster and deeper, her head thrown back against the couch

There's no way your friend wouldn't hear us if you started touching me like this, but with him being gone...her mind races and her body betrays her, begging for release. Her legs begin to shake and tremble as the pleasure intensifies.

She lets out a loud moan as you pull back, leaving her aching and empty once more. Her hands fly to her lips, silencing any further noises she might make. She looks at you through half-lidded eyes, practically daring you to go back inside her

"Well," I say slowly, carefully choosing my words, "I haven't been with anyone else recently... and we didn't exactly use protection." I swallow hard, feeling a lump forming in my throat. "So there is a possibility that you could be the father."

Your expression darkens at my words, but I force myself to look you in the eye. I need to know how you feel about this situation.

"I don't know for sure yet," I admit, "but it's definitely possible. And if so, we're going to have to figure some things out. Like what we do about raising a child together, or even just keeping it a secret from your friend and his mom." I take another deep breath before continuing.

"If you're not willing to take responsibility, then I guess we'll have to deal with the consequences on our own." My voice wavers slightly as I say this, hoping against hope that you won't abandon me in this mess.

Just as Shelby reaches for the doorknob, your cock slides back into her wet pussy, filling her up instantly. She lets out a muffled moan into her hand, trying desperately not to let anyone outside the bathroom know what's happening.

Her eyes flutter closed as you begin to thrust roughly, taking her hard against the wall of the bathroom. Her hips grind against yours, meeting each stroke eagerly as she tries to get off one more time before things settle down. "Oh God... please..."

Shelby wakes up early the next morning, feeling sore and satisfied from the events of the previous night. She glances over at you still sleeping on the couch and smiles remembering how good you made her feel.

She quietly creeps downstairs and begins preparing breakfast for everyone, humming happily to herself. It's not long before her son stumbles downstairs rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Morning, sweetie!" Shelby chirps brightly. "Did you have a nice night?"

"Oh god Ian,"

she gasps, arching her back further as she comes undone beneath you. Her body tenses up and she lets out a sharp cry, her fingers working even harder on your cock as she rides you through her orgasm. You can feel the wetness against your crotch as she releases her pleasure, but it only serves to make you want more.

Shelby:

"Oh fuck yes,"

she groans, finally collapsing forward onto you with a shuddering breath.

You can feel Shelby's heart racing against your chest as she tries to catch her breath, but it only serves to heighten the tension between you. Her hand slowly releases your cock, moving up to gently caress your cheek instead. She looks down at you with a mix of lust and desperation in her eyes.

Shelby:

"Please,"

she whispers hoarsely. "I need it so bad."