She breathes faster and faster as the orgasm builds….and then stops. She growls around Jean-Luc’s fingers and glares at him. He laughs softly. “...Ah, Cherie, I’m sorry. I’ve teased you enough, it seems. Open your mouth.” Dominique opens her mouth wide as Jean-Luc slowly extracts his fingers, caressing her tongue and lips on the way out. He slides his wet hands over her body, caressing her tender breasts, feeling the soft skin of her stomach. He reaches to the blindfold and picks it up to put back. It was too late, with a half muffled sneeze a large projectile of frothing mucus burst forth from his left nostril. The huge wad shot out of his nose and onto Cynthia’s salad. Tad began to turn red in the face, but it was not from embarrassment. Although the poor violinist apologized profusely, Cynthia was completely offended, and Tad lost his temper. Without saying a word, Tad swiftly jumped from his feet like a spring. He silently eyed his opponent up and down staring at the violinist until. As she did this the front of her gown ballooned open, giving me a full view of her large breasts as they swayed with her movements. Her massive cleavage was an eye magnet to me, drawing my focus away from everything else. After catching a glimpse of her noticing my gaze I lay my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes.o0oMy cock had responded to the memory of her and her swaying busom, growing even harder in my hand. I continued to stroke it slowly, enjoying the steady build of pressure. "I can't tell how big you are under that bulky sweater you're wearing." About three months," Gwen said as she raised her sweater and shirt up far enough so her friend could see the bulge of her stomach. "Ben knocked me up during my first fertile cycle so I never had a period and it's hard to be sure of the timing, but I started having morning sickness about two weeks after our first fuck. Then I started getting the cravings - both sexual and food - and started noticing the sudden growth spurt.