Jenni was in Salman’s rom. Let me show you he house she said, taking his hand. It was strong and firm. She showed him the lounge and the dining room..., the kitchen and the halls. My bedroom is here she pointed to a door, and this is yours. She opened the door and led him inside. The 1st thing he noticed was the size, like everywhere else he had seen in the house, it was huge. There was a large bed, and expensive furnsihings, to one side was a wet area, large bathtub and a glass enclosed walk in. .. it feels so wonderful... ,"And her voice trailed off as she began to gasp and moan in ecstasy as I continued to lick and suck on her pussy lips and the inner lips of her cunt valley as I slowly made my way up her valley to her clit and began to gently caress it with my tongue and suck on it's swollen flesh protruding from under it's protective sheath.Then she started to buck her hips uncontrollably as she was beginning to scale the slopes of her building orgasm to the peak of orgiastic,. What might have been was broken, however. What might have been a tremendously romantic moment became nearly comical. My kiss blinded him, now moving on instinct and memory of the repetitive times he has enter this room in the light, in the dark, and quite drunk. This time, however, his foot caught the rug at the foot of the bed, his balance thrown, and my weight in his arms aiding in magnifying the power of gravity. It was as if he gave up trying to stop the fall and instead he rotated so he. She hugged me and kissed me goodnight and skipped out again, ignored by her mother as usual. I turned to the woman. “What’s with Betsy’s tummy? It’s pretty big, even for a fa- uh, chubby girl.” Her mother just shrugged and went back to her celebrity dirt magazine. So I took the girl to a pediatrician. He poked and prodded and measured her belly, ran all his tests, then stared at her chart in that inscrutable way doctors have. He looked up at us. “First the good news. Betsy has.