As I kiss you and drive you wild, you reach out and take my cock in your hand, gently rubbing it and feeling it grow even harder and throbbing in your... hand. I kiss down over your tummy and start to tease your hips with soft kisses, feeling your body react, your hips rising to my touch. I pour champagne over your hips and watch it trickle down over your wet, swollen pussy lips, the bubbles driving you wild. I lick all round your pussy, teasing you making you want to feel my tongue on your lips,. “A ciggie, what, now? I didn’t know you smoked. Are you not going to wank me?”“Yes, but not now. I’m going to have a pee and a smoke then if you ask me really nice I will finish you” He turned and went out of the office and I was left there on my own. My trousers and pants around my ankles, lying on the desk with my cock sticking bolt upright.I was confused and frustrated and a little scared, as I looked around the grimy office. 5I touched my cock and thought about wanking it my self; I pulled. Our lovemaking had been typically intense; he had quite the fetish for me in my present state, grown so round with his child. I was due within the week, and we were doing all we could to make the most of our time together. It would be more than a month until I recovered, and even then we would have to fit sex in around work, feeding, and trying to catch sleep between our newborn's noisy awakenings.He'd had me straddle him, mindful of my belly, and then suckled at me the way he had more than two. At a loose end that Saturday evening, I decided to return a wallet which had been lost in the National Park a few weeks before. It had been dropped in panic as two thugs, Zac and Cyril, abandoned the woman they were raping and fled from a group of totally imaginary police conjured up by me. I took the runabout to the Water Taxi jetty then a cab to the address shown in the wallet. As the cab approached the house, a detached weatherboard building in one of the seedier suburbs, I saw Zac and his.