He had smiled and told me to accept my blessings gracefully. We were both perfectly healthy. When the baby began to move, visibly, everyone wanted to...feel it moveor listen to it’s little heartbeat. They didn’t believe me when I told them that I still didn’t want to know the sex of the baby until it was lying on my chest after delivery. Of course, they took bets of what it was and when it would come, etc. etc. I felt like a race horse being handicapped. I had a spell of false labor alarms late. I looked down to see a body I wasn't familiar with. A smallerone. A female one. The same one that had been sitting a few benchesdown from me just ten minutes before. I looked up to see a pair ofbreasts, bigger but identical to the set I had just received. I didn'teven reach her chest now.I staggered back, started to hyperventilate. I couldn't remember everbeing that scared, ever being physically afraid of anything, but a voicein my head told me that whatever this woman wanted to do to me. ” His left forefinger touched the corner of her lips, “These lips aren’t the only lips I’d love to kiss.”“And what lips would those be?” she asked with a wickedly sexy smile.“These lips.” His left hand slid up her inner thigh until his fingertips touched the wet stained crotch of her thong. His slightest touch made her body jolt. Her eyes seemed to flutter as he rubbed several fingers up and down her cloth covered pussy. Her heart was ready to jump out of her chest from the building. ’ Cyrus stammered a little. ‘Well, with a beautiful woman like you doing this, I suppose most men can’t control themselves.’ She gave him a broad smile, ‘Thank you.’ She was rather reserved, but still occasionally glanced over at its length and girth, pointing straight upward. ‘Now we leave it for 10 minutes then you can step into the shower to rinse of before the hot bath.’ ‘Ok, thanks.’ He lay there, enjoying the tightening feeling of the pack, as the blood finally began to recede from his.