I got up to get myself a bowl of cereal and Erica turned her attention to the newspaper. I watched her from behind for a moment and felt a lump in my ...hroat. It was the realization that I had come close to losing her. If she hadn't come home from LA when she did, it might have been to late to save the marriage. Watching her reading the paper just made everything feel so normal. I suddenly wasn't hungry. I wasn't upset; I just didn't feel the need for food.I went back over to the table and bent. The thought of being her and myself at the same time sent a shot of adrenaline through me and made me more willing to take chances! I looked back at the group. The pregnant woman had stood up and was walking slowly back and forth, her hands jammed against the sides of her bulging waist. Her companions seemed oblivious of her discomfort and showed no sign of leaving. Could I expect them to stay another hour? But why worry about something so obviously impossible?----- I closed my eyes,. I nearly collapsed in her arms but managed to keep my feet. Slowly as if afraid to do so, her tongue snuck into my mouth and proceeded to dance with mine. She snuggled in closer to me, trying to meld our bodies together. Her tits squashed into my chest, her nipples I assumed, were painfully hard judging from how they poked into me. Her eyes were closed, her features softening reveling in the moment. Finally she broke away, her arms still around my neck, a pleased smile playing on her lips. She. . that is fine. Selma, kneel between her legs and lick her pussy."Selma gave Mary's cunt a couple of tentative licks. "You were right. It tastes good," Selma said and started to lick Mary's cunt.Mr. Singh shoved his erect cock into her choot from the rear. They continued till all three of them paid their homage to the goddess of love.After a while they dressed."Selma, I am pleased with you. You can go now. I'll tell Mary when I want you again," Mr. Singh said dismissing her."Sir, my choot is at.