My obsession had gotten up, presumably to use the restroom. I knew my husband, he might not notice that I was missing for a while. I bit my lip, my pu...sy ached to feel that cock again. Walking back to the mens room, part of me protestedthrowing up memories of the last seven years. How Marshal and I met in college, how sweet and romantic he was, the time he drove twelve hours straight to San Francisco when I broke my leg attending a business conference, our five wonderful years of marriage. That. They were greeted like family by the nurse and the receptionist. They had asked if he would see them together. He agreed, and had the samples for lab work done. Then they both received ultrasound examinations. He joined them, smiling. "Good news, ladies. You're BOTH pregnant. Sharon is in her 4th month, and Misti is in her second month. Sharon has a son, and it looks like Misti has a daughter. It doesn't show well, but the heart rate tells me it's a girl. Congratulations to you BOTH! I know. The slightest movement of the sheet was like pure electricity.Ryan's hands continued to move upward against the muscles in her lower thighs. Fingers traced alternately over the sheet, touching lightly, then firmly. Fingers rolling under her hands slowly as he grabbed handfuls of her desire. Ryan's nails lightly scratched against her softness. Ryan was in her, entranced, her reactions to her touch. A symphony of ecstasy; her body was the choir, the strings, the combined beating of their hearts. “Oh my god!” I yelped out. “That feels so good baby!” I let him know as he began to plow my ass with the entire length of his horse sized cock. Hondo’s hot load filled my rectum an hour later and then he had me clean up before we left for campus. I was going to be taking on a group of freshmen tonight and my cunt was already wet. They’d be sliding their white cocks easily into this black MILF before long and I couldn’t wait. What an unfaithful slut I was. I hope James would forgive me, since he.