Grinding back and forth you roll your hips to give him more please. His tongue flicks quickly in your pussy, seemingly happy to be eating you once m...ore. Your hands caress your body, as his to guess works I side you. One hand travels your side and neck and I to your hair and you brush is aside. The other finds a playful object in your erect nipples. They ache too, and need attention. With that freehand you begin to twist and pull on your tits. Moaning here and there as Chris works his tongue. The first child you have teaches you many things that become commonplace as the more babies are brought into the family. Gerald caused Mary to have almost nine hours of hard labor, she looked like she was drenched with a five gallon bucket of water.George came a little easier, only two hours of hard labor – a breeze by Mary's previous standards. He was a breech baby, but all turned out fine.Next was Emily, who grew up to look the most like Mary. When Mary's water broke, we rather casually got. .. there was something else going on, and he knew he'd just have to wait and see.The ritual was quiet and contemplative. People chose to wear robes for this, even though the evening was still warm enough to go skyclad. It was odd that, for the first time since they'd started the Circle, there was no sexual undertone to it at all. Considering it was the end of the year for them and that the focus was on ancestors who had passed on, the mood wasn't much of a surprise. The other oddity was that. Sometimes, even now, I wonder. But I justcracked a lopsided smile back at her."Look," she said. "I don't really know for sure. Show me where the carwas. Maybe that'll help."She slid off of her stool, reached round, wriggled into the blazer,grinned when she caught me staring at her breasts."Come on," she said, and stepped towards the back of the place. "Shorterthis way."She grabbed a long wool coat from the stand at the back booth and strodeon into the murk, not breaking pace or stopping to put.