You’d prefer me draped over you to some skinny, no-tits, bikini-girl, wouldn’t you?”In Carol’s mind, the car’s grill widened into a smile an... it flashed one of its headlights as if winking at her. She slipped off her shoes and clambered onto the bonnet. She imagined a photographer directing her like he would the models. She posed for him and blew kisses at the camera. She lay on her stomach and propped herself up on her elbows. Her dress gaped. The make-believe photographer was mesmerised by. As Sue's face began to soften into that super serene look, the nurse said, "You did a good job for your first diaper change. As he grows he might become more difficult to change, but you'll be a pro at it by then. You do have an eager eater though. The way he eats, he'll be sleeping through the night soon."The nurse straightened up and said, "The pediatrician will be here in a few minutes. I'm sure you'll be going home, so you might consider what you want to wear when you leave. Mr. Sharp, have. I felt a little exposed at that point, even though it was apparent no-one was looking at me. No-one except for the figure which now walked slowly toward me and the eyes of the group she had just departed from. Hope approached with a sweetly timid smile; she was a picture of femininity with tight low cut dress which showed her soft elegant curves and delicately formed breasts; the milky white flesh of which, displaying a perfect cleavage. I so wanted her now. I held out a hand instinctively. . yeah..." he said almost inaudibly."Speak up, son," Sheila said, feeling wicked beyond belief."Yeah ... I did." Did you enjoy it?" Uh-huh ..." Terry muttered."Is she a good fuck, Terry?" Aw c'mon, Mom! What're you doin'?" he begged, his balls aching."I just want to find out if my son is getting the kind of ... fucking hedeserves, darling. I don't mean any harm. Trust me, dear. Now tell mehonestly. Is little Wendy a good lay?" Sheila's wet lips wereglistening, her eyes blazing with unconcealed.