Before she knew what she wasdoing, she found herself bouncing and grinding againstthe invading hand. Orgasm was within her grasp, shecould feel it, sh... could taste it, and most of all sheneeded it terribly.Her loose hand found its way to his hand and pressed ithard into her jeans. Looking up as she did this,everyone in the room was watching her. One guy watchingher had his dick out in his hand and was whacking himself off for all he was worth. Orgasm met that guy andher at the same time. The. I'm not just saying that because you are my wife and pregnant with our baby," John replied."I honestly didn't think that for a second," I said.Then he kissed me once again and we heard some sound."What the hell was that?" John asked."I don't know, maybe someone dropped something," I replied.Then we didn't hear anything else for about a minute, so we dismissed it."I guess it's nothing. Have you thought of any names you want for our boy or girl?" John asked."Well, I know this is cliché, but if. Aunt Anna is enjoying herself. She has found a willing audience in my girlfriend who is following my advice, and the old lady is describing her plans with enthusiasm. I watch her animated face with my mind interposing memories. Though she is older now, and shockingly so, there are still remnants of her former beauty to be seen. Her soft round chin and her small ears, her sparkling eyes and the shape of her neck all remain as I have remembered. She is fatter now than she was, and her heavy. Our first mug didn’t touch the sides going down; she had anticipated that, and had already topped the pot. Told you she was brilliant!We thanked my parents for the loan of the camping equipment; Mum expressed her delight that the thermos flask was still intact, even if it did now need a quick soaking in Steradent to remove the tannin stains from the silvered glass.Dad laughed as we described how I had dropped the first fried egg in the sand and called me ‘Butterfingers’; then he admitted that.