. Bahut maza dete ho mere raj…Aaahh…Oohhh….Ooohh darling….Reena ko chusne mein khoob maza aata hai.R eena khoob mast hoker sab kr rahi thi.Ree...na-aaah yaar…Shert kholo….Yaaar…Aise maza nahin aata…Chalo…Ruko…Uuummmahh….Reena ne fatafat meri shert khol di.Fir pent bhi khol di.Maine uski sari ka blouse khol diya.Wo bra mein thi.Usko sine se lga liya.Wo bhi mujhe kiss kr rahi thi.Mere hath uski nangi peeth pr ghoom rahe the.Uski peeth pr hath ferne se reena aur bhi jyada utejit ho rahi thi.Uske mast. . After a few attempts we felt confident enough that we would be able to walk pass someone without them realising the truth. We then picked out a matching handbag each before leaving the apartment to go down to the street to get a taxi. As we walked out into the street, I was so nervous, however much we had convinced ourselves we looked good, it is only when someone else sees you that you really know. We hailed a taxi and told him where we wanted to go and off we went arriving just outside. "You just called me sweetheart. I guess, I'll be a full time mom once he or she is out. I don't know hun, I guess this just really took me by surprise too," I replied."Are you unhappy that I got you pregnant though?" John asked."No, of course not, don't ever think that. But still I just didn't see this coming. I'm happy it did happen, but don't worry about me, I'll be OK," I replied.Then he gave me another hug and kiss. He felt my stomach once again as well."I love you Callie," John said."I. That was a long time, and it had to have been difficult to remain 'chaste' that long; and yet, he sounded proud of his achievement. It was unmistakable. He'd punished him self by refraining that long; and now, at last, he felt he'd suffered enough, and had earned an orgasm. Again---that curious mixture of sexual excitement and longing, as well as the long, drawn-out observance of 'chastity!' It was definitely tied in to a strong S&M streak! I suppose he felt 'better' because he'd suffered for.