I can feel your warm breath on my ass while your finger caressed my pussy lips, making them part, before I felt your tongue between the open folds, sl...pping it in and moving it up in search of my clit. Once you found it, your tongue played with my tightening bud before I felt your mouth close around it to suckle on. I couldn't help myself and pushed my hips down, flattening my pussy on your face, not wanting you to stop what you were doing. I knew I was playing with fire when I decided to tease. .. did you just ask me to fu ... err, sleep with your wife?" Ah yes ... Kendo exprain. Wife no sreep with other man before Kendo. Wife think Kendo not so good for fucking. Kendo ruv wife berry much, wish wife to be berry happy." But ... why me?" I snorted."Ah..." he nodded, "Wife choose Mike, wife hope Mike has berry, berry big penis. Wife say Kendo penis no good. Not so good to make wife berry happy," he grinned.I guess the world wasn't as big as I thought. Somehow I always figured that women. "And as soon as I have this baby, I want you to make me that way again, Philip, OK?" Beverly said as she stood there next to his desk, her hand gently rubbing across her large belly. "But for now, Philip, I've got a sexual itch that needs scratching and I figured maybe the father of my baby could take care of that itch for me?"Beverly came towards Philip and she pulled over a nearby chair and sat in it as she reached into his crotch, quickly undid his zipper and the belt of his pants and had. Her heart pounding, she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled as she gazed at her reflection, eyes dropping down to her nipples, which were quite visible through the thin cotton fabric of her nightshirt.She lifted the bottom of her shirt and confirmed what she knew from the moment she woke up: her panties were soaked.Sighing, she rolled her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Standing upright again, she looked down between her legs and asked, "You going to.