You are laying on your couch in your livingroom: The windows and doors to your porch open. Letting in the gentle breeze from from the ocean which care...s your naked form as it fans you in the summer heat. You lift your hand which is slick with your pussyjuice and look at it disappointingly. You then rub the juices onto your massive pregnant belly, rubbing them slowly into your flawless, baby-soft, fair skin.Your other hand is idly massaging one of your big milky tits. "its a sad woman without. A mixture of relief and apprehension filled her heart as her Master entered the chamber and stood beside the door, smiling wickedly at her. Very casually he turned and looked back through the doorway and motioned, apparently to someone Sebrinah couldn't see."Please come in, my dear," he smiled, his voice low and ominous, like the roll of thunder in a distant storm. "I've someone for you to play with." Sebrinah's heart skipped a beat and began to hammer in her chest as the flood of adrenaline. Dora stood beside the bloody piling while an older man dressed in denim coveralls knelt to examine it. They had their backs to me so I took that as a sign from God to sneak up and listen."It's down into the fibers of the wood," the man said. "There's nothing I can do to get it out." I can't leave it like this," Dora said. "People won't want to come out here with blood all over my dock. Can we replace the piling?"The man nodded at her. "Sure, but that could get pricey. You might want to consider. I slung Uncle Jessie into my room and quickly closed and locked my door. I turned around and leaned my back against it and pulled my shirt tail out from under the mini-skirt I was wearing as I stared at the large tent Uncle Jessie's erection made in his pants. I pulled my shirt off exposing my pink colored covered small breasts to him. This made his cock throb in his pants. Uncle Jessie could not unbutton his tailored shirt fast enough to match me.Reaching around my back to the clasp that held.