Se ektu bara ta ke ber kore dhokano suru korloo mone hochhilo amar jarayu tai fatiye debe se. Kichhukhan eibahbhe chodar por amar guder betha gayab ho...e gelooo ahhh han han chod chod mar sala eibaar lamba lamba thap maasr tor bara ta puro ber kore dhoka eibaar khub kase kase chude deeeeeeeeeee reeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ahhhhhhh han han. Se tar dui paye bhor dilo aar hather bhar ta amar maier upore diye komor ta upor niche kore eto jore jore choda suru korlo je ami thakte parlam na bale uthlam ahh ahn. I thought she was beautiful. And, oddly, I thought she was even more beautiful like this. I say oddly because while I'd seen the occasional pregnant woman, I hadn't paid any real attention to her. I'd never really looked at a pregnant woman. That swelling seemed to flow from the breasts. Hers had gotten larger. I'd have bet money on it. I remembered those breasts with crystal clarity too. Before she'd been hour-glass shaped, and her abdomen had been so flat it was almost concave. I remembered. As I headed back to my own room, I passed Emma's. I was more than a little disturbed to see light coming from under her door. How long had she been up? Had she heard anything?No, if she did she would confront us. If there was one thing Emma liked, it was confronting people.I climbed into my bed and fell into a blissful sleep.The next morning I went down to breakfast to find that mom had made us some toast, eggs and sausage links before she went off to work. Lizzy was sitting at the table eating. He finds the thought an arousing one but reluctantly drags himself back to the problem at hand. Larry seeks to reassure her. "Let's just say he understands people and he understands how businesses can make money out of dealing with people. If I'm honest, I suspect he's a bit curious about the whole consensual BDSM sexuality thing." Well, it's a common enough turn-on, you should tell him. Otherwise this particular business would have no foundation."Larry thinks wryly, it's not the BDSM thing.