"Richard you know you aren't supposed to cook this meal?" I saidto him as I walked into the kitchen.Richard turned to face me and said. "I had to, it ...s atradition." As he said this he was patting his stomach.It took me a few second to dawn on me what he meant by that. "Youdon't mean?" Yes I do. You knocked me up."I rushed and I took my husband in arms and starting kissing him.As I did this tears were rolling down my face.After of few moments of hugging and kissing I asked. "Do the kidsknow?". While Mattie uncorked the wine, Myra put on some music and began swaying to it almost erotically so while she did. Mattie soon joined her sister there in the middle of the living room floor, treating me to an unexpected floor show as I sat watching the two of them dance, enjoying it immensely in fact until I felt the unwanted and unexpected arousal suddenly pressing against the front of my pants. At least I was sitting down, sipping my wine, though now I was trying very hard not to look at the. I pushed a little harder and felt her resistance give way as my erection slipped into her scalding sheath. She moaned long and low in the back of her throat and her head sank back to the bed. I continued my slow push and found my tightened scrotum was resting against her chubby little arse cheeks, my entire head and shaft buried to the hilt in her pussy. I settled myself forward so that my weight pushed more of me into her. I felt her thighs raise on either side of me and she clamped her legs. He began to erupt as his hot cum filled my hungry mouth, it shooting into and down my throat as I greedily sucked his juice from that lovely cock. As it filled my mouth and dripped down my chin, I looked up at him again to see him looking down at me with that shit eating grin on his face, big cock guys know when they have you under their spell. Then we got off my bed as I took a hand towel and cleaned his cum from my face and tits as it had dripped onto them. I told him.