Her tongue stroked my pussy lips. She caressed up and down them, sending a surge of delight rushing through my body. I trembled on the ground, revelin... in the feel of her tongue caressing my pussy lips. Mine swirled around in her pregnant depths.Her tangy juices soaked my taste buds. I lapped at her. Feasted on her snatch. Her silky pubic hairs rubbed into my face. My nipples throbbed against her pregnant belly while hers poked at my curving stomach. We both moaned, both devouring the other.. They were all supplied at no cost by the forward-thinking progressive union of concerned parents that took pride in the demand for the silly little things by almost every female of a nubile age in the local schoolhouse. Her mother “Gertie” was quite sharp about such matters due to her own mistakes, but she would never disclose her daughter’s active lifestyle to her husband for fear of receiving the hard end of his belt on her squirming backside as well.The generally contented, yet unhappy,. Dave works in one of those high pressure engineering jobs where the projects are always late and somebody's got a hardon to get it out the door. He takes his relaxation by way of his right hand most nights.Jack and Dave used to socialize with their wives, but both marriages failed within a year of each other. The guys didn't see each other much, but one time they ran into each other at the grocery store. Jack was buying steaks and Dave was checking out a couple of six packs of craft brew. She purred, lips twisting upwards in amusement. “Only enough that I can complain about it.” She teased him. He nipped at her shoulder. “Brat…” he muttered, dipping his hips so that his still clothed erection brushed against her skin. She bucked, craving the friction against her sensitive flesh. “Damien!” She hissed, her eyes darkening. He chuckled, repeating the action. “Evangeline, so desperate for me…” Again, “I bet I could get you off just from this.” Evangeline whimpered, squirming.