paternalstranger:She was young, hot, and looking for a sugar daddy. I was cunning, confidant, and ke
paternalstranger: She was young, hot, and looking for a sugar daddy. I was cunning, confidant, and keen to make her belly round. When she complained about how much it cost for her birth control, I shook my head. “I don’t know why you’re taking it. I can’t knock you up.” “What do you mean?” “Had a vasectomy in my twenties. I’ve been shooting blanks for over a decade.” She was more than happy to spend her money on purses instead of pills, and I was more than happy to fill that sweet, tight cunt with load after load of my little swimmers. When she came crying to me two months later with a positive pregnancy test, I slipped my phone out of my pocket and dialed her conservative mother’s number. The second the line picked up, I said loudly “Julie, what do you mean, you’re pregnant?” and then hung up. I dumped her by accusing her of cheating on me, sending her packing back to her mother’s house. Eight months later she sent a photo to my phone of her holding a baby, but by then I was already working on knocking up the next college girl with daddy issues. Perfect. He didn’t care about the baby at all, and he shouldn’t. -- source link