We dated for almost six months and realized we were so compatible, though not for the Mommy and me yet. I asked her to marry me but told her first ab...out my desire to be her baby boy. I was so afraid she would say no, to both the marriage and the baby thing. But she just smiled at me in the kindest way and pulled me to her lap and kissed me and ask me to explain what I wanted. We stayed up most that night talking about it, and how we could make it happen. Oh, and she did say yes she would. That I belong to him now is giving me a queer sense of pleasure. Meanwhile I could see Ishan sucking Seema’s left breast and fondling the right one. Seema started moaning uncontrollably, “Ishan the way you suck my breasts is simply wonderful….ahhhh…..Ishan….Ishan…..suck my nipples, they are yours….ahhh….ha….haaaa”. Seema was gasping for breath. She is ten times more expressive than me in bed. Ishan is loving it. I’m certainly quiet compared to her. There is a glazed expression in her eyes, she. And she replied, “Well, you waited long enough”. Why do girls play these mind games with us? Just a simple yes or no would’ve sufficed. If the reader wants to call me an idiot for not reading between the lines, go ahead. My heart was pounding at the moment, and all I could think of was the possibility that she didn’t like me.And so I asked her “Is that a yes or a no?”. And she replied with the most beautiful word in the English language. “Yes. Definitely yes”.Well, safe to say that we acted. Finally, his tongue tiring, he pulled back and looked up at the quivering and sweat-drenched woman. “Was that okay?”“Sweet Jesus, Jim! That was fan-fucking-tastic! You are a natural! What about you? Did you like it? God knows, I did!”Jim sheepishly nodded. “Yeah, it was kind of fun. Maybe we can try that again, some other time.” Grinning, he darted his face back in and kissed her on the clit again.Cassie jumped in surprise, then pulled her legs up and twisted around on the bedcovers. Kneeling,.