I must have poopeda lot during the night and didn't even realize it.I looked up at her saying, "Sorry I didn't even realize I had accidenttill you sai... something, I must have been out cold when I filled thediaper, because I don't remember doing it at all."She said, "That's okay, I have to confess it's all my fault you wentduring the night. I'm sorry, but you see I gave you some laxative and asleeping pill in your drink last night. You looked so stressed out and Ifigured it would help you sleep,. “Not to worry. That’s why I am here. I’m here to take you to our home. I was given instructions by my brother to take care of you, through the pregnancy and after it. The slums is no place for a pregnant woman. Get your stuff together. I’m getting you out of here.”“Shabbir has remembered me?”“He left not a stone unturned. The house is practically yours. I’ll be staying with you.”“Is there enough room?”“Enough for you and me.”“Can I request another person to live with us?”“I guess so, but it may. I felt that old familiar pressure in my balls building quickly as she did magic to me.Speeding out of control down the track of sexual release, I managed to ask her to lay down, which she did very quickly. I straddled her face and lowered my crotch to her waiting and open mouth. She reached up and lifted my cock, licking my balls several times before pulling my cock downward and taking it in.I was squatted down on my haunches, lifting and lowering myself in a nice easy rhythm, enjoying all the. We looked at each other with some awkwardness, almost complete strangers with only a mutual friend between us.“Can I get you a drink?”“Yes. Do you have a Cab?”“Coming right up,” he said. He poured himself a rum and Coke and started a romantic playlist.“Cheers,” he said, as our glasses kissed.“Mind if I take my shoes off?”“Not at all,” he said. He watched as I leaned over to remove them, offering a full view of my tits. I looked up approvingly as his eyes were undressing the rest of my body. As.