His mouth moves from my lips to my neck, which, he knows, drives me crazy.My hand slides down to grasp his manhood. It pulsates between my fingers, cu...rled around it.I tilt my head back as his kisses move from my neck to my chest. My heart is beating faster, my breathing quickening as a result.I gasp as my husband sucks the teat into his mouth and begins suckling. Just as our daughter had just done, minutes earlier. The sensation is familiar, yet different. I struggle to comprehend what is. I knew calling her would be a bad idea. Why had I ever agreed to it in the first place? Besides the fact that I'm an idiot, I mean."He wasn't breaking up with me," Julie told her. "He was kissing me!" So? We did way more than that!" Lisa laughed. "We went all the way, a whole bunch of times. Didn't we?" We went all the way, too! Like ten minutes ago! Ha!" That's cause he's just gonna dump you!" You're the one he's gonna dump," Julie said. "Cause we're gonna have a baby!" What?" Lisa sorta. He looked like a pervert. He looked at us, with hungry eyes……………We laughed, and hurried into the shop, the lingerie shop. He had followed us in. Mum had noticed him. Mum picked me out a matching bra and knicker set. Pretty, with flowers. “Mum, I’m not twelve!” I said, “Now this is more like it.”They were green lace, a little risqué, sheer side panels. Grown up.“Go and try them on, make sure the bra fits properly,” she said.He watched me, followed me into the changing rooms, went in the cubicle. " His eyes snap open and he looks me right in the face. "You serious? You want me to preg you?" We are both breathing hard and words are difficult. I reach up and touch his beautiful sweat covered face tenderly. "I think you already did. You help me raise him or her?" "Of course, I'm no irresponsible jerk!" He takes my hand and kisses it gently. I respond by squeezing the half erect cock still in me. I can feel him surge back to life, and I start to pump my ass up again when he grabs me around.