I can see that you have nothing else underneath it. I definitely approve; be nice to me and maybe we can save your husband’s job. Ah I can see rain ...rops on your sexy thighs.Mahesh your wife has cock raising legs, I must say. Have you ever licked rain drops off her golden thighs?” I was stunned by his words. So, this was kind of pleasure Mahesh was talking about. I was sacred now. Was Mahesh offering me as a bribe to save his job? I wanted to put more clothes on but decided it was best not to. I was about to return to practice when I saw a hunky looking guy walk out with a bag full of baseballs. He looked like he was either in high school or college, was in shorts and a sleeveless shirt. He was a bit surprised to see me standing there because no one else was around. I walked up to him and said nice balls and I thought he was going to faint! I just giggled a little bit and then took his hand and led him back into the equipment shed. He just stood there with a blank expression and I. "I just don't know whether I want to use the strap-on or the strapless dildo. What do you think, Honey?" She, of course, asked me this while smothering my face with her tasty puss. Not that I minded, but in retaliation, I sucked hard on her clit, causing her to bellow, "Oh, fuck!" But that only caused her to press harder onto my face. I dug deep into her willing womb, sucking away her delectable juices. Her moans escalated as my hands grasped her tits and pillaged her nipples. Annette. " Good, let's go to bed." Eventually we got to sleep. I never realized how much fun could be had with a pregnant woman.The television station I held my press conference with ran the story the next day. The other stations cried, "foul," because they didn't have access to Bobbie and me. I called Carter Heatherton and asked him to come to New York the next day. "We are going to take everything the government has been doing and go public. You and Bobbie's uncle, Norman Brace will be working close.