Ten minutes, later, I'd be back in the mansion,as naked as the day I was born, sucking on a cigarette. I really shouldquit smoking, I told myself.Tamm...'s closet was the size of some people's bedroom, and, even at thatsize, it was packed with outfits, as were her other bedrooms' walk-inclosets. She could have stocked a department store's women's departmentand had togs left over. I couldn't begin to name all the styles and cutsand designs she had, but there was plenty of everything.As I reached. ”Larry sighed.“Now close your eyes,” she whispered. “Imagine me sat back opposite you with my knees raised and legs apart.”He groaned.“Can you see me?” she asked. “Can you see my cunt all wet and opened out for you?”A louder groan escaped his lips.“You can see it can’t you,” she responded. “Ready, wet and beckoning you; calling out for your big thick cock. You can see it can’t you Larry?”“Fuck yes!”“Cum for me now, Larry; cum for me.”Larry cried out.“I bet your cum could reach me couldn’t it. )Well, I don't have to pretend to waddle anymore. I'm 6 months far, and look like I'm over due with one very large baby. I can't wear pants or skirts with buttons anymore, and have to stick to spandex and elastic waistbands. I prefer to wear spandex because it shows off my ever growing belly. My hips have spread really far apart the past few weeks making room for my tummy. They're already 41" aroud, and my belly is already 45"! My F size tits are starting to really pull on my bras, but it. .. you, ... love, ... you." He was speaking louder now, although not quite at his regular volume. His motions were still slow and steady. I raised my loins to meet his motions, curling my belly in the process. "Love," clenching muscles, sliding entry, curling belly, complaining springs; "You," softening muscles, withdrawing husband, relaxing belly, complaining springs. I used my grip on his hips to pull myself into his thrusts. "Love," clenching muscles, sliding entry, curling belly, straining.