I want your baby, I never wanted just a baby, I always, from the day we met, wanted your baby. But– I must go through labor with no one but Valerie�...�‘ Charles looked at her as he had never looked before. Had she hurt him? Was this anger? She’d seen him furious before, but never like this. What was she sacrificing at a dead altar? She had no choice but to continue. ‘My darling husband, you are the air that I breathe, the blood in my veins, you are everything in my life, and our baby will be just. Stacy begins imagining what it would be like to taste Becca's nubile flavour. She teases herself with her girly fingers; slowly using their tips to slather her clit and labia with slick excitement. She brings her soaking hand to her face. Oh god Becca. Look what you do to me. Stacy admires how pretty her fingers look in the light. The glossy juice of her arousal makes her cute, pink nail polish glisten. She brings the hand closer and takes in its scent. The light smell of her excited pussy. “I want you to be happy and life is short not to do what makes you happy. If prancing around like a pony does it for you and you aren’t bothering anybody else, then I am all for it. I just want you to understand that some guys are going to stare at your boobies and your chocha,” he pointed down at her hairy pubic patch.“Can I wear it with a bikini?” she asked. She was clearly happy about the prospect of continuing to wear the harness. At first, she had only wanted to take some pictures so she. I spent enough time silently cleaning my plate with June also remaining silent for the couple at the next table to return to their own lunch. Setting down the two wadded-up paper napkins at the end of the table, I finally looked up at my co-worker and asked, “Now that my mouth isn’t full of soda, could you repeat your previous question?”Blushing again, June glanced over at the nearby couple before giving me a sheepish look. “I think you heard me correctly. And while the ambient noise in this.