I do that, first one, then the other.She squeals into Dave's mouth when I do. I put my cheek against her right breast and bury my face in it. The hand... that is stroking, playing with my hair, is so gentle and loving. I respond, my fingers touching, gently stroking, lightly scratching, the lips of her pussy. It's plump and hot and moisture is beginning to show. I know that when she starts to get excited, she opens up like a flower blooming.I see that. Also I see that Dave is still kissing her and. We had a few seconds of small talk and he asked me if I would suck his cock. Uh, is the pope catholic? Do bears shit in the woods? Hell, Yeah! I took him into my mouth and sucked him and we were both really getting into it. After 5 minutes or so of pleasuring him he grabbed my head with both hands and started to pump his cock into my mouth with growing intensity. I was no longer sucking his cock. He was fucking my mouth. At the end when he was ready to cum he pulled out and shot his hot load. “I should get some things together for the sale,” she told Bill on the trip home. “Two pairs of jeans, for starters.”“Would you mind waiting ‘til the next one?” That was an odd request.“Bill, I’m never going to fit into those jeans again, let alone next spring.” Bill enjoyed her pregnancy and was reasonably considerate of the limits it imposed right now. Sometimes, he didn’t see the limits it was imposing on their future. To be honest, she, too, found herself making occasional assumptions about. It actually felt like she had never stopped. Eventually she just couldn’t take anymore and had to shove Mark to get him to let up on her. He just looked at her and gave her the same smile a kid would give their parents when the kid had done their chores without being told. Emily latched on to Mark’s head and pulled him in for what turned out to be a kiss that was absolutely loaded with passion. Their tongues started dancing in their mouths and they both gave low moans. Kat let them know.