She lifted her nightgown and there was her shaft. I knelt before her in total subjugation and humbled myself, taking it into my mouth in an act of sub...mission and contrition so contrary to my normal ways. She caressed my hair with tenderness and lifted me, not, I think, wishing to prolong my agony. ‘Will you finish that which you so rudely interrupted?’ she asked me in a rather coquettish manner. I smiled, warmed by her gentleness and regard for my feelings. She kissed my mouth and for once I. “How long were you standing there?” I demanded.“Five minutes,” she said with a slight Brazilian accent.“What?” I replied incredulously.“I didn’t want to interrupt you,” she added.Well, I was appreciative of that.“Did you enjoy watching me?” I asked."Yes, I did. It was so beautiful watching you cum,” she answered earnestly.I saw her hand was still in her shorts moving up and down as we talked."I see you have already started. Maybe I could watch you?" I offered.Isabella didn’t even respond in. I resisted at first squeezing my ass as tight as I could but the more I resisted the harder she pushed. I figured the best bet for me was to try to relax as much as possible and hope I don't get split in two.As I relaxed my ass I glanced up at the tv and I could see my ass slowly stretching over that cock head. Visually seeing my ass stretch around that cock made it much worse. And when I say "it" I don't know if I'm talking about the pain or the pleasure.They say there is a fine line between. “Well, she’s as sweet and pretty as ours,” Nora remarked, holding little Amanda Hatch, daughter of her boyfriend’s father, in her own arms in the adjacent bed, having just given birth to her the previous week.“Even so, we probably want to take a break on the pregnancies, to let you ladies recover. You’ve had them very close together, haven’t you?” Jonathan observed, seeing little Karen Nelson, his child by his own mother, Melanie, in the crib not far away... She had been born a little.