“You know,” he begins, whispering. She slides her hands up the sides of his neck, holding his face on either side, her head still bowed, and whisp...rs: “Shut up.” She bends his head back firmly and holds it fast, so that his throat is exposed, and presses her open mouth hard against his windpipe so that he gasps, she thinks he gasps; with her tongue tip she can feel those fine membranous muscles trembling slightly over cartilage. She feels she’s too hungry and it scares her a little, but in some. ”With a practiced flick of the wrist, I funneled excess glop from the brush and began to gloss my toenails in American Beauty Red. Dave Brubeck sizzled in the background from my radio. Everyone else was crazy for Elvis. I just didn’t get it.“You know what that dress set me back. And I don’t intend to let three months of babysitting those spoiled Lebeaux twins go to waste... No, the pedal-pushers were a total loss.” Jamie Lebeaux had smeared grape jelly all over the seat while I was mopping up. My suit had contained my new blossoming well. “Mommy, look at that pregnant lady.” I turned my head to the right to see a little girl and her mother walk- ing near. The little girl was pointing at my huge belly and her mother was staring in awe. “Let’s leave her alone,” the mother said and hurried on. I wondered why the woman was acting so odd. It was as if she had never seen a pregnant woman before. That’s when I felt my suit shift. I gasped, feeling again. Her hands slide up to her breasts, beginning to rub her nipples as my fingers continue filling her with pleasure. Suddenly, she feels a third finger also slip inside, her pussy now tightly clenched around my fingers. At the same moment Katie slightly pinches her nipples, moaning loudly as all three fingers push inside of her. I keep rubbing them along inside of her pussy. As I go on, she can feel me moving faster, shoving my fingers harder and deeper into her tight pussy just as the rain pounds.