They were moving up and down while she was breathing heavily in lust. I started pressing her boobs again. I crushed them on my face. I kept interchang...ng my attention between her two breasts, kissing, sucking licking and chewing them. She moaned with delight, grabbed my hair and pulled down my head in the direction of her pussy, which was by now hot like a fireball out of hell. “Dear, suck me”, was her next order. Her moist panty soon disappeared from the scene, exposing her throbbing cunt.. I wasn't entirely convinced that there was anything "natural" about what was about to happen but kept that thought to myself. I adjusted the little Santa had she had perched upon her head while I thought about what we were about to do. I wanted to create a memory for my husband that he would never forget. I wanted him to be able to look back on this evening one day when I was all bloated and nine months pregnant. I wanted him to remember the gift I gave to him. . “I thought you might like it.” Lauren followed Peter into the living room. “How long before dinner?”“Long enough!” he replied with a smirk. He settled down into an armchair and Lauren sat on his lap, twisting sideways. She sipped her beer and smiled as Peter used his free hand to trace his fingertips along her thighs. “You wore this to work?”“Well, it’s not like I told anybody what I was wearing. I mean, you just can’t trust those computer guys.”“Really?”“Why, if they knew what I was wearing, I. This is how I'm dressed. You've told me to knock on your door, remove my glasses, and shut my eyes. I'm standing there, at your door, glasses in my hands, with my eyes closed... wondering what's in store for me. You told me that I didn't do as you explicitly instructed... and I know that I'll be punished, but I had to see you... so... I will have to take whatever it is that you are planning for me. I feel my self trembling a little as I stand there knowing I will be at your mercy. Finally, I.