She moans softly and places a hand on my chest as I kiss a trail to her collarbone. I move away and she takes her shirt off and drops in in the best o... the truck, I quickly start sucking her puffy nipples, swirling my tongue around each one while my hand massages and pinches the other. She groans a bit and I feel her hand rubbing the front of my pants as my cock starts to stiffen and throb. I take off my shirt and toss it into the bed of the truck as well. While I do that she drops to her knees. Your breasts move slightly as I rubbed around them, long dark nipples gradually coming erect. I do your stomach and hips, and you roll your legs slightly apart so I can get at your inner thighs. As I worked my way down to your knees and calves, I noticed that the soft hair between your legs is starting to get matted and moist. Mixed with the smell of the lotion was just a hint of the scent of woman.I decide I've missed some rather important spots, and put more cream on my palms, I take your. "Of course! Let's see, we have a spare room that the two of you can share upstairs if you want. If you are shy about the accommodations, one of you can take the room, the other can make do on the couch here," I said helpfully.Brenda and I, along with Courtney, went into the kitchen. We started cooking a nice big supper, leaving Tom to entertain my two guests. They had asked if they could contribute work or anything, but we had nixed that idea quickly, saying guests were treated royally at 'Lost. Mike knows I was pretty badly beaten by the KGB and no one could be sure I was still capable of having children. My doctor says I’m made for having babies. She says there won’t be much bulging at all. The same thing is true with Katrina. Anyway, what about the Wives’ Club? What should I wear? Should I go in uniform?Rita cocked her head to one side and looked pensive. “I think you should, Kelly. I don’t know about you, but I’ve always thought that a pregnant woman in uniform is a contradiction.