First, I lay my head in his lap and then I switch and put my legs on his lap leaving them open a bit. He stares at me and I comfortably place his hand... between my legs and say, "Want to continue for me?" He slides in one finger, then two, pushing hard and gentle, making me moan. Then I say, "Stop." I flip so my head is in his lap, undo his pants and pull his cock out, rubbing it and sucking on it. I take it deeper and deeper into my mouth. Then I stop. I get up and say, "Strip." He strips and I. The entire gang had made it known point blank that Jenny was not going to stand for hours cooking.Jenny's feet, back and legs were getting multiple massages every day now to ease her discomfort. She swore the boys were already in training. They were moving and kicking so much, she just knew they were going to be born with black and blue bruise marks.We had just visited the doctor on Friday for another checkup. Dr. Peterson, Susan as she insisted we call her, was very pleased with the blood. As her first finger went in, she bent down and gently kissed me. I was not resisting but still was trying not to move, pretty unsuccessfully. I was squirming around, caught up in the moment.“Put another finger in for God’s sake! Fuck me, get me off!”She did just that and also began to suck and lick my other nipple. All the sensations hit me and I had a huge orgasm.“Holy shit, Tiff! Damn that was good! You sure are better than any guy has ever been getting me off this way.” “Told ya we could be. She moved her hand behind his head and pulled him close to her and kissed him, more forcefully than she had up to now. Her tongue parted his lips and explored his mouth. They both moaned, showing the passion that had been building in each other. His hand reached up and found her shoulder. It moved easily down the smooth skin of her arm, squeezing her hand and finding the curve of her hip. A slight push and she rolled over onto her back. His hand moved to her belly, making small circles on her.