One night Becky was in the bathroom after dinner. Trudy and I were in the kitchen cleaning up when we heard an ear piercing shriek. Becky came running...into the kitchen wild eyed."Blue! Look! Blue!"She collapsed on the floor and began to sob. Trudy and I ran to her, still unaware of the cause of her anguish."My home pregnancy test is blue! I'm pregnant! Pregnant, Bobby. Oh, god, I have waited so long."The three of us sobbed and held each other, our joy at Becky's pregnancy more than we could. Suddenly, I saw Master across the room. He was watching me. I smiled,then lowered my head in shame. I moved like the lady I am not. I felt thecunt juices on my bare skin. I felt the fabric rub against my erect nipples.I saw the knowing eyes and talking mouths, each expressing sharp disapprovalof my wanton ways.As I reached master, he held out his hand like a gentleman. I took itas the lady I was not. He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. I blushed.My master knows what it takes to make me. I let go of the towel, letting it pool at my feet, and squeeze some fragrant moisturiser into my palm, warming it in my hands before spreading it over my body. My fingers leaving firey trails of want and desire as I rub it into my skin, my mind begins wandering to previous chats, naughty things you've done at work while talking to me, and all the sexy, filthy things that come from having amazing lushie friends. My fingers find their way between my legs, my palm cupping my freshly smooth mound. She watched my ejaculation with eyes full of wonder. After a short time I started recovering. It was then that she went into a full body spasm announcing her own orgasm. She let out a series of low moans as she first doubled over and then straightened out. It took more than a minute for her to come down from her orgasmic high. ‘That was nice! Did you enjoy yourself?’ she asked in a breathless whisper. ‘Yes, I did very much.’ I replied. She then did something I didn’t expect. She moved closer.