When we went out to eat at a restaurant, I noticed that other females tended to avoid looking me straight in the eye with that kind of look that let m...e know they were considering their options. It was obvious that Julie’s big belly was a sort of signpost to them that I was “off limits” at least until after the birth and things were back to normal. Strangely, that didn’t bother me because I was happy with the lack of pressure and was able to relax more than ever before.My sister came all the way. I did take advantage of all the single girls looking for one thing or the other and I usually fulfilled one thing which I was glad to provide. Every morning for work I would go about my regular duties and I knew what time certain neighbors would go to work, or lay out in their front yard sunning themselves. I usually kept track of a few favorite ones that attracted my attention and that usually led to more than seeing each other in passing. My first break happened around 10am and I would eat my. " He ordered. "Tell me you're a slut. Tell me you're my slut."She hesitated for an instant. His fingers tightened again until she felt tears well in her eyes. Then he reached his other hand up to grab her neck. He'd stopped moving his hips. Just held her still like that, his grip tightening around her neck until she could barely breathe to speak. He wasn't going to let her go until she said it. He wasnt going to continue fucking her until she uttered the words he wanted to hear. "I'm a slut.". I would glory in his groans and gasps as he worked toward his peak, then revel in his climax, all the while sucking and tonguing him to brain-frying ecstasy. Shaking myself out of that mind-fuck, I focused once again on him. Then, through no instigation on my part, he overbalanced his stance slightly and leaned back too far. His back grazed my left breast and he jumped. He literally jumped and stepped away, a combination of embarrassment and shy apology on his half-turned face. I grinned to.