Call me Amos, remember?" He smiled paternally down at the fearful young wife. "And why can't you enjoy yourself a little on the side? Nobody would kno.... Your husband is out in New York, and besides, he's probably balling some pick-up he's made in a bar right now!"Melanie moaned in self-pity. The suspicions she'd been harboring about Tim being unfaithful to her pierced her heart like a dagger as she heard Andersson's words. "I-I don't care," she said miserably, knowing she did. "I would know. As I groped my wife's breasts I watched this man slide his hand up the inside of my wife’s thigh and rubbed his fingers along the side of my wife's dark purple satin panties. Fully knowing my wife's pussy was on the other side of those panties he was touching just about made me cum right there. He slid his fingers over her panty covered clit and down over her panty covered slit faster and faster causing my wife to loudly moan and grind her pussy against his fingers. I saw the stranger move his. Blessing. Their normally high sex drive kicked up a notch as they began to show the slightest beginnings of bumps. It was impressive. Fortunately, the ladies were very happy to help each other out. It was like seeing the other women showing the signs of pregnancy excited them sexually as well. There was a lot of touching and stroking and caressing and comparing.Ellie got home from grad school, finally, and she was showing the most, such as it was. This was something that we discovered by. Brettson and pointed at another stage with only mother-daughter or sisters onit.? They were only sold together andwould make fine meals at large parties.?On the other stages were sold single girls, sorted after age groups. Notsurprisingly, the bidding went highest around the stage for the eighteen totwenty years old girls.? Most buyers wererepresenting butchers around town and many were wearing uniforms from thelarger restaurants in the area.? Mrs.Brettson?s friends daughter came on stage.