“I’m going to rub all over your body, Daughter,” Mrs. Armstrong purred as she pulled out the massage oil. “I’m going to relax you.”“Good...,” she said. “I’m super preggers. I need it.”“You’re not super preggers,” I said, shaking my head. “You’re not even showing. I’m not even super preggers.” I was starting to have morning sickness. It wasn’t bad, just some nausea in the morning that some saltine crackers helped settle.“I’m super preggers, Yunie!” my lover said, her rump clenching. “I need to be. But I found them, so I knew he would like this story.------------------------------ ------------------------------ ------------------------------ This is the story below I wrote.....this is true, I did give a copy of this story to my dad. Lingerie Show for Widowed Father in-law This all started one afternoon when myself and my wife Caroline went over to visit my 78 year old dad at his basement suit. My wife is 50 and on the short side with 36c tits and suckable nipples, also a nice smooth. ”John sat there puzzled, unsure what he was supposed to do. He was shocked when Dave left out the front door like the rest of the men. John turned to look at Ed hoping to get an explanation from him. Ed licked his lips and looked away. John turned to look at Kelly. She smiled and put a finger to his lips while whispering, “Don’t say a word.”Mary stood up and faced the front table. She looked around nervously and seemed to gain strength from the other women gathered there. She said, “One day, a. Oh my fucking god dont stop dont you dare fucking stop, oh shit! And there her muscles tightened and she gave a load moan, a little to load for comfort as I worried one of the neighbors might have heard, but those thoughts were soon lifted by what she said next. I want you to fuck me, lets go over there She lead me to her trampoline, which was odd to me, but I let her guide it, I was about to get some, so I really didnt care. wait, protection, my parents keep some in their bathroom, let me go.