When I look at my Maureen I see this beautiful bright woman who still makes me smile when she enters a room. Maybe I am a silly old man, who knows. At...19 Maureen became pregnant with our first child, Michael Peter O’Finneran. That was one of the happiest days in my life. To be holding this small person who will be depending on us for everything, food, shelter, love, you name it. That thought is probably the most singularly sobering idea one person could ever be faced with. Michael was the first. Occasionally she’s using her teeth gently. She lifts her head up and asks me if there’s anything specific am looking her to do. I ask her if she likes to make me cum in her mouth. She looks up and gives me a smile – I was not sure if it meant a yes or a no and honestly in the ecstatic situation in which I was, I didn’t even care if she’d do it or not. She continues to lick me and moves a little up to take my tool in her mouth. She uses her left hand to grab it at the root level cupping my. But first he needed totuck his penis in the homage gaff. Joe slipped the belly over his headand secured it around his waist. Next came the taping of his chest andshading but although this would make his breasts realistic he stillneeded a lot of padding to fill the maternity bra.Then he pulled up a pair of his mothers maternity knickers they fitgreat over the bump. Next he pulled on some black maternity tights whichfelt great on his legs. Then the maternity jeans followed by a blue andwhite. I listened to her come up the stairs and then, unusually, come straight into the bedroom. I say unusually, as normally she'd head for the bathroom, brush her teeth, strip off and then come into the bedroom, get into bed and snuggle up so I was a little surprised when she padded over to my side of the bed and stood there. Sensing her just standing there, presumably looking at me, I opened an eye to see what was going on. When she saw me open my eye she crouched down by the side of the bed and.