No need to hurry home since Heather wouldn't be getting off work until five. I was pouring the beer when two guys came in and sat down in the booth ne...xt to mine. They were carrying on a conversation as they sat down and I heard:" ... don't get laid soon the damn thing is going to rot from disuse and fall off."A different voice said, "Not to worry. I can make a phone call to a girl I know and if her husbands not home she'll do us both." No shit?" said the first voice, "Both of us?"Second voice. Matt even had the stomach to film me pissing on the pregnancy test. Like I said, I wanted there to be no doubt. As my belly swelled once again, Matt captured each day of it on camera. I talked him into moving in with me so he wouldn't miss a minute of my pregnant glory.Though I still fucked a small army throughout my seventh pregnancy, I found myself spending more and more time with Matt's cock in my pussy. This was inevitable, given the amount of time we spent together, but still. It was. "Bloody hell mum" I laughed and tipping her head up to mine, kissed her full, soft lips."Quite a pleasant little fuck wasn't it dear?" she giggled and stood up rubbing her bottom gingerly,"I suddenly feel sober, do you?"I agreed that I did so, to give ourselves at least a bit of a lie in, in the morning, we set to with a spade and a hoe to dig up the vegetables for our new contract.Mum as usual made the whole affair into a sex comedy, by wearing just her tee shirt and panties, not to mention. Could you do that? Or, would you do that? If I asked you to?"I felt an upsurge of excitement and that butterfly feeling washed over me; and I replied: "Of course! Whatever you ask!" Be careful of saying that!" She said, now smiling broadly. "Because I'll definitely expect you to wear that till I say otherwise!" Okay," I replied, still feeling the butterflies whirling around in my stomach, "I'd do that. That is, if you want me to."She grinned at that. "Well then," she said, handing me to.