She feels me there and gently pushes her body back against mine. She lies on her side, and I have one arm under her neck, my bicep a pillow for her ch...eek. My left hand is outstretched, and Amelia holds it, her fingers laced between mine. My other hand is cupped and her breast fills it. I love its weight and the impossible softness of her skin. My lips touch her neck and her fingers grip. ‘Amelia.’ ‘Yes, Alex? What is it?’ ‘Nothing. I just like saying your name. Amelia. It’s always you.’. He did that this morning and I think Karen gave him an eyeful in appreciation for his effort. Lisa always does for me.We pulled in at the parking lot and handed our respective ladies out. We walked in to hugs and kisses mostly for Karen.Lisa grabbed Angela and Red, told them what we were going to do, and had them gather the troops. We gathered in the shop area. I helped Lisa stand on a structure and she said, "Good morning. I am sure that all of you have now heard the tragic news. Our company's. It amused her no end to play with their feminine emotions knowing how fickle a female heart truly could become.Not wanting to fall victim to being in a motherly way, she preferred to take her share of dick either in her mouth or her bum giving her partner’s full measure of pleasure. It was the good, old-fashioned way of avoiding unwanted complications of childbirth and responsibility for unintended families accepted as common practice, but unmentioned in polite society.The spring weather was in. I tucked in the pleattes of saree around two inches below my navel! Just then the bell rang. I ran to open the door. “Wow mommy….what a surprise!” He put down his bag and sat in the couch. He was gazing me like mad, “How do I look? Ok?” I was getting impatient for his answer. He lit a cigarrette and looked at me, this time seriously. Now his eyes were focussed on my navel. “A bomb-shell !” He said. I blushed dark pink in my cheeks. He came to me and grabbed my corpulent body in his arms, “You.