‘Did you plan that also, or was it something that spontaneously happened?’ He asked her. ‘That was something that spontaneously happened. I had ...grown close to you these past few days, and when I woke, I just laid her looking at you sleeping. I am glad that it happened, and hope that we can do it again.’ ‘I have grown fond of you also, and yes we will do it again. Now you better get going or you will be late for work.’ Kathy kissed Bob, rolled off him, and then they walked down to the river to. . smack ... smack. The sounds rang out in the bedroom.“Oh yes ... you fucking nasty bastard. Fuck my ass” she squealed.My balls were approaching boiling point so a massive cum injection was imminent.“Yes ... yes ... you tight-assed black cunt. Here it comes ... Going to fill you with my hot white cream ... right up your ass” I yelled just as I exploded in her depths.“Yessssssss!!!!” I growled pumping her full of cum.“Oh fuck me” Mala moaned into the pillow twitching her ass against my embedding. One thing I did know was touching myself was definitely not worth the caning I was going to get, whatever the number of strokes Mum decides I have earned. Mum touches the cane on my hand and I quiver. This is my most feared implement. Admittedly I fear being caned on my bottom far more than on my hands, and Mum only canes me on my bottom for real discipline spankings, but taking it on the hand is still hard. I groan when I hear Mum say “two strokes Nina, on each hand.” Two on each. She patted her belly and a smile came to her face, it felt like she was full term, maybe a bit smaller. Slowly but surely Angie lifted herself on the wet sofa, trying to balance herself, a stream of cum leaked out of her and hit the carpet. She watched her belly deflate to about 5 months pregnant as the carpet was ruined.“That was heavenly,” she declared to herself and turned towards the kitchen. Nadia was on the counter, her back turned to Angie who made her way over quietly, not wanting to.