. . Come to Mommy," she whispered. Those words melted my resistance and I tumbled into bed beside her. "Oh, Baby," she murmured as our lips met and we... kissed deep and hard for the longest time. As we kissed, her hands were all over me, touching, caressing, fondling, guiding me and leading me along. Then, without even realizing that I was moving, I suddenly found myself atop her, lying in between her outstretched, welcoming legs with the head of my prick resting against the weeping warmth. Still no mention of Marakand and the slaying of the priest: Stefan and Rayna drew a breath of relief.With nearly half of the city dead, and more still dropping daily, albeit at a slower rate, finding a room for the two of them to stay was a matter of making a choice; entire houses were available for the energetic squatter. They examined a few, and chose one that had neither evidence of filth nor the taint of death. Both of them spent some time scrubbing the house. Much to Rayna's relief, her. And then I loved her. And that was when Nurse Pita caught us. The Hispanic nurse had been so turned on she couldn’t help but join us for round two. And now round three was over as we neared the end of my shift.“Well, I say you are still 100% recovered,” I proclaimed to my blonde beauty as I lay beside her on the hospital bed, my large, ebony tits rising up and down as I breathed, my big, Black cock wet and hard on my stomach.“Mmm, thank you, Dr. Rita,” she purred, pressing that ivory body. I want her toteach me how she does her makeup; she's a fashion goddess and her makeupis flawless. And again Mother was right about talking about her baby. Idon't know why boys don't talk about this stuff, but being pregnantbrings on a whole flood of emotions and sometimes I feel like thecounselor when Madge starts crying a little about all her concerns aboutbeing a mommy.She showed me the maternity clothes catalog, including the maternitybras and panties. How feminine is that? The bra cup flips.