I moved my hand around a bit, pressing here, prodding there, to the accompaniment of her poorly played efforts at feigning symptoms. My hand moved dow...n, until my fingertips rested directly on her pouting pouch, pressing into the yielding lip-flesh on either side of her tight slit. My breath grew ragged, her body tensed. Her mother's typing continued unabated."Jenny," I said, hoping the husky timbre of my voice would not draw her mother's attention, "How do you feel here?" I'm fine there,. She made her way over to me and she swung her leg over me and she was straddling me in the chair with her breasts directly in front of me but she was still dressed but I knew that could feel me getting increasingly aroused.She licked me from my neck up to me ear where she nibbled on my ear. She was breathing heavily and sensually as she was on my lap. She swung her leg over me again as she turned around on my lap so she was now facing away from me so her fine ass was rubbing up against my. She managed a small smile herself."You must understand why this news has added to Fiona's sense of loss." She whispered to me. "Losing both of her parents, suffering your rejection and then finding out I am with child..." Her voice tailed off for a second. "In many ways it would perhaps have been better if she it was who was with child." Again she raised her eyes to look at me; almost beseeching me to do something it seemed."She is your wife Scott and now she has been left all alone in this. You reached over with your other hand and grabbed your pants you casually threw before. Reaching into your pockets to find a condom.Rubbing me with circles with one hand as you opened the packet with your teeth. Holding it on the tip then griping it strongly whilst rolling it down onto your thick shaft. Trying to maintain focus on still doing circles with your other hand on my clit. I couldn’t work out which finger specifically, because i was starting to lose breath from how close I was to.