She smiled, almost coyly, and led me up to the master bedroom. She stripped off my shirt, kissing my chest, then sat on the side of the bed to start u...dressing. I dropped my trousers and boxers, cock springing to attention as I did. Then dropped to my knees on the floor in front of her, pulling her tights completely off, and then her panties. I buried my head between her legs, revelling in the warm wet pussy that greeted me. My tongue worked into her pussy, and flicked across her clit as she. She chuckled to herself at seeing Yelena turn away."Done. You need a burp, sweetie," Sophia said, holding Betsy's stomach with her hand and gently patting her back.Yelena had turned back. "That... that your baby?" Yeah. Betsy." Betsy let out a large burp. "That's a girl. Let's change you while we're at it."Yelena looked at the baby. "She very beautiful. Betsy?" Betsy. It's short for Elizabeth. Elizabeth Olga Kelleher." Olga?" Yelena asked. "Baby has Russian name?" Yeah, a Russian middle name.. A curious jolt of pleasure hit her deep inside and her muscles tensed. The area between her thighs felt wet and hot, and she was suddenly very short of breath. After a moment the overwhelming sensation began to subside and she tentatively reached down the front of her panties to assess what had happened. Turning on the light to investigate the strange, creamy substance on her fingers, which she then lifted to her nose, she wondered what on earth it could be. She would ask her best friend. You're getting an implant first thing Monday.''Yes Ma, ' said Daniella meekly.Holly gazed innocently at her mother. 'I guess from the stain on your dress that you had a good time last night.'Cathy refused to meet anyone's eyes. 'None of your business.''Did you think we wanted a blow-by-blow account?''I hope not. You'd be disappointed.''Well, I hope you're protected. One sister's fine, a succession of half-sisters not so.''I am, ' replied Cathy. 'But in any case, you know how old I am: I'm not.