Then, their long conversations about it had helped them both, until upset became acceptance. Somehow, acceptance had become hopeful anticipation, and ...then it was like a landslide as anticipation became joy and an eager wish for the baby to get there.Bobby’s own feelings evolved too. His were more simple. He went from guilt, to hesitant acceptance. His acceptance mirrored that of the women. And when their own feelings turned to joy, and he knew that he hadn’t ruined anything, his sense of relief. Never mind though; if I want a picture like this I’ll take it myself!” I licked all around her right nipple before slowly rolling my tongue across it, pausing to flick at just the hard little tip for a few seconds before gently sucking on it. She moaned softly. “Mmm, that’s nice! You should have undressed first.” I released her nipple. “I didn’t want to waste the time right now. There will be time for that later.” “Still not hard?” “Getting there, I think; sorta-semi. That view when I walked in. . a filthy, dirty fuckhole meant to be used for nothing more than a cum receptacle. But as much as she was enjoying being used and defiled by this Mexican janitor, Mr. Cramer was about to make her even happier. As Mr. Hernandez was busy pistoning in and out of Amy's dripping pussy, Mr. Cramer moved around to Amy's head. The desk was just wide enough so that Amy's head could hang off the back side which is exactly what Mr. Cramer wanted. He pulled his pants and boxers down and Amy saw what he. Her mother was always talking about what a great hero Mike was.She asked, “Did Daddy know the Hunter?”“What’s the matter with his boat?” Mike asked to change the subject.When he had called about going fishing that evening, Sanjay had suggested that they take Mike’s boat since his had a problem.“The wire to his fish finder is corroded. You can’t go fishing without a fish finder,” Karen answered unsurprised by the change in subject. Nobody ever answered any of her questions about the mysterious.