I started squeezing her breasts very sensuously and gently opening her blouse & bra again bent down & begin to kiss her breasts again & we started off... on our erotic games again. Now I hugged her too very tightly and kissed her full on her lips, pushing my tongue deep in, and caressing her back etc.It was really amazing. I pulled her saree up to her waist again & started my delightful act of rubbing her vagina & inserting my finger deep in. Much to her surprise I then moved my hand onto her. It got things back to the conversation stage, though.And the conversation eventually got around to what Eve O’Malley was planning to do with the baby I’d impregnated her with.“I have room here,” said Eve, somewhat flippantly. “I can turn the spare room into a nursery.”“So you’re keeping it?” Val’s voice sounded tense. I couldn’t tell what her preference about this was. I don’t know if Eve could detect it or not. It was up in the air.“Yes,” said Eve, carefully. “I always planned to raise this. I figured she had moved back to her spot on the bed."Stand up and turn around, Mommy."When I turned, I saw that Chandra had stripped to bra and panties. I noted that she worked fast."Honey, you look so beautiful," I said."Thank you, Mommy. Do you want to see my breasts?" Oh, Sweetie ... Mommy wants to see your breasts really badly." O.K. Move back a little."After I took a couple of steps away from the bed, Chandra sat up, reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. I was all aflutter at the. Wheezing, grunting, finally near exhaustion slumping back in her restraints, her fingernails leave imprints from digging into her ankles as she attempts to stiffen, to relieve the pain by bracing into her original arched, stationary form. The throbbing pain corresponding with each heartbeat, nipples and clit not only searing with the tension of the jiggling jagged clamps but also the brine soaked wounds, she somehow, someway, collects her breath with slower, longer inhalations of her.