Justin’s POV
We locked the door behind us, and I grabbed the edge of Helen’s shirt, lifting it off over her head. She didn’t have a bra on, and her breasts greeted me with a tantalizing bounce and stiff n*****s. I bent, taking one in my mouth and running my tongue across the raised pink button.
Helen moaned and stroked the back of my head with one hand. With the other, she undid the button on my jeans, sliding her hand inside the pants and gripping my shaft through the fabric of my boxers. My c**k throbbed at her touch.
I’d had to work to hold myself back this time. I didn’t want to come before she was ready again. Especially since . . .
“Helen,” I panted. “I want you to have my pup. Are you willing to have a baby with me?”
She faltered a moment. “I thought there were issues. I thoug
