No condoms for Bill

Your imagination began to run wild with what might be happening downstairs with Bill and Morgan. You couldn't stand it any more, so you decided to sneak back down the stairs as quietly as you could. When you got there, you found the basement was dimly lit, and you could hear Morgan moaning quietly. You peeped around the corner, and what you saw devastated you.

You decided it was time to confront the two, even though they were in the middle of the act. You stepped out quickly to make your presence known. You see a box of condoms on the pool table, ut they're not open. "What are you two doing?" you ask. Morgan is bent over the sofa naked while Bill pounds her sopping pussy from behind. Her beautiful breasts jiggling around with each thrust. They stop for a moment to look at you. Bill's cock is still buried deep inside Morgan.

"What's it look like we're doing, dude?" asks Bill."We're fucking. Something you should be doing with Janelle." You walk over and look Morgan in the eyes. "Why are you doing this to me? To us?"

"Because Bill wanted me to" she answers. "Now go back upstairs and do Janelle. I'm goinf to ask her if you fucked her, so you better do it."

"Are you guys at least using condoms?" you ask.

"No" answers Morgan. "Bill wants me to have a baby with him, and I said I would. We're trying for one now. But don't you dare fuck Janelle without a condom, or it's over. You understand? I want to marry you some day, but not if you get another girl pregnant, at least without my say so. Now get going. Janelle wants to fuck you."

They return to what they were doing, and ignore you like you're not even there.