It was not my business to ask her that. I just sort of blurted it out.She rubbed her belly and said "I have only two weeks left until my due date." I ...looked up from her belly to her face. She couldn't have been more than 20 years old. An adult yes, but still young.I looked at Ashlee, she looked at me. "Her." She said with finality. There was no doubt about it. She was the one."What can I get you to drink guys?"Ashlee asked for a cup of coffee, Brenda asked for orange juice and coffee and I. Jennifer and Samantha said that girls learn to manage their skirts and preserve their modesty from an early age, but you’ve not had that experience and may forget to be careful. The girls thought that the added dangers of a shorter skirt would keep reminding you of the need for control.”“Today’s traumas emphasized those necessities, but I suppose a little more risk will keep me focussed.” We arrived home late in the afternoon. I was exhausted, not only with carrying all the bags but also. He takes hold of my nipple and bites it gently. Then he stops, takes my hand, and takes me to the bedroom. He asks if everything is still in the same place and I nod at him. He takes the shackles he gave as a present and ties my hands to the bed. Then he blindfolds me. I can only hear and feel it. He whispers in my ear that I can't do anything now, I’m in his control, and starts kissing me, my ear, my neck, my nipples. His hands caress my breasts as his mouth and tongue continue downwards. Just. As she read the text, I could almost see her face turn pink instantly. It read, “I want to finger that pussy now and get you ready for later”. At the time, I had my left hand on her right thigh and was enjoying her smooth milky thighs which she shaved so nicely the night before. She instantly crossed her leg over another but I was determined to have my way. I began massaging her leg and knew I needed something else to loosen her up to get to the main prize. As I slowly massaged I drew up an.