“How do you know I'm not going to relegate you to the couch?” she asked.“I figured you'd be okay with me sleeping in here... after what we did e...arlier.”“Twice.”“Ummm, yeah, twice.”She turned over, facing away from me, and scooted back into me. The light was still on, and she wasn't getting under the covers, so, I began to wonder... this couldn't be leading to another round of sex, could it? Thinking about it made my cock stir a bit. She grabbed my hand and pulled it around to the front of her. I saw that Shaeta was tweaking Katia's nipples a little but mostly just watching."Shaeta, show Katia how I like to kiss," I said, and she didn't waste any time doing it.There was no telling whether Katia had been more excited to start with or if Shaeta's kiss was just too much of a surprise, but seconds later she ripped their mouths apart, laid her head back and howled.She showed me then that her inner muscles were even stronger than Shaeta's had been, or else she was just trying harder. Her. I couldn’t forget what he’d done for me. And he was so worried about me, so caring, so loving.”“I understand,” said Jane again. “You don’t need to go into detail about that.”Mindy’s hands came to smooth over her bulging belly.“I guess not,” she sighed.“No, we definitely don’t need to go into detail about that,” said Jane, flushing pink.“You’ve been so kind about all this,” said Mindy, reaching to take Jane’s hands.“Well, I suppose things could have been worse,” said Jane.“I don’t know how,”. Then she looked down at herself. The massive load I’d shot on her tits was running down onto her toned stomach in tiny white streams of cum. Then she turned and looked behind her at the lines and puddles of jism on the sheet. “Oh my god, Teddy. I’m covered. I better get these sheets washed and dried before your father gets home.”VII“Hi Dad!” I said as I walked into the kitchen the next morning. Dad was sitting at the kitchen table, apparently reading multiple newspapers at once. His.