They altogether seemed unaware of their fourth companion, either out of respect or slight annoyance, who was making her way through this night’s bou... of evening sickness.Morrigan splashed some water from her canteen on her weary face, cleaning off any sick that she still had on her. Getting up from her hunched position, the redhead arched her back, pushing her belly out even further than it already was. She appeared to be in her ninth month of pregnancy, easily. She swished with the rest of the. Walking home from the same bus depot he had used to leave home. "Funny how life is like that," he thought, automatically taking a shortcut through a fallow field. He passed through a small stand of trees on the edge of the field and looked over his boyhood neighborhood.Midway down the block was his boyhood home. It hadn't changed much either. The paint looked fresh, there were flowers growing in the beds on the edge of the front porch and what looked like a new addition in back, but everything. Summer came back to make sure she got everything then she left and started to do the dishes. John now told Misty to take off her bra but keep her shirt on. While Misty was doing that John started biting and licking Misty neck making her cum again. He asked just making sure "I can do anything I want right?" Misty said between moans "Yes anything possible." John smiled and said "Ok then lay on the table." Misty wanted to say no to it but it was part of the deal. Misty got on the table and. If he had asked her to dance at a dinner, she would have refused. He gave her the creeps. She was glad Lorraine was standing beside her. What was she thinking, no she wasn’t. She wished her daughter was anywhere but here. As the door was closed behind them, Lorraine looked around the room, it was gorgeous. Edwardian splendour. Mr Hunter was cold looking, with grey blue eyes, which had no warmth to them, but he was good looking. True he was old enough to be her father, no older than that, almost.