Bobby, grinning, got up to straddle his lap facing him while baring a breast. “I’m pussy whipped,” he mumbled as she pressed a dripping nipple i...nto his mouth. Besides, he thought as his other two wives pulled his pants and undershorts down so Bobby could slide down on his cock, I really want to go, anyway. Maybe I could knock all of them up while we’re gone. It seems that getting pregnant is becoming a frequent topic of conversation between all the women, and the more I think about it, the. ” “That’s okay,” I apologised. “I didn’t hear you come in.” “I don’t suppose you did,” he smiled while looking at me and half giggled as he studied the fact that I was dressed in my shortest lime green negligee; and as he looked I instantly noticed that his eyes were drawn to the fact that my hard nipples were pushing out and clearly visible. “Anyway,” he gulped. “I need to go to bed.” “See you in the morning,” I smiled when walking to my bedroom and once inside closed the door. If I had. The robe covering a couple of inches, if that, past her crotch. Clearly visible through the robe her huge 34F breasts hanging magnificently, her nipples pushing out what little fabric lays over them.My eyes make my way down her body. Through her robe you can see clear as anything she has changed into a red stringed thong. The front of her panties has a big heart design to it. The plumber has not yet seen her. She cheekily flashes open the front of her robe so I get a good look at her panties.. ‘You’re not coming with us!’ shouted Basil as soon as they had Maggie strapped in to the front seat. Ignoring him, Belinda got into the backseat, opened her mother’s suitcase and took out her mother’s spare cell phone and began ringing a short list of numbers. ‘Daddy, the maternity wing please – and fast!’ Basil drove off smoothly as he could over the bumpy farm track. Turning on to the sealed road, his panic returned and his foot rammed on to the accelerator. ‘That’s better daddy, we don’t.