It?s almost unbelievable the change in my life in just a little over ayear. I went from being a competitive male swimmer to an expectantfemale mom. ... went from worrying about lap times to worrying aboutmenstrual cycles. I will soon be giving birth to, I hope, a healthyinfant. After that I will be marrying the man of my life. Amazing!I will have a family to care for and have never been so happy!I?m finally in my 9th month and I am so ready to deliver. My baby hasbeen pounding away on my. Finally, he placed his entire hand over my panties. It wasn't until that moment where he cupped my vagina that he spoke; his hot breath on my neck. "You are wet, Lynn." "We can't be doing this," I hissed, almost cutting off his sentence. Was I wet? I knew I felt a shiver at his touch, but this was wrong. I shouldn't be- actually, definitely, couldn't be, doing this. He began ticking his fingers up and down my damp underwear. He seemed to know exactly where the outline of all the parts of my. I stroked her thighs, but half-heartedly due to my embarrassment. But as with my aunt's dress, Lucy's skirt looked very erotic as it tented and ballooned over my hand.I looked across again to Aunt Anne. She was cooing softly as she cradled Jack's head to her little breasts, kneading his scalp and the nape of his neck with her fingers. She caught my gaze grinned and gave me a thumbs-up gesture. Her gaze rested on my hand as I fondled Lucy's lean thighs inside the hem of her skirt. I made myself. Or were her tits becoming more sensitive? She realized it must have happened for a while when she was asleep, before the heat on her nipples became painful.Then, the whole thing became a real torture. When the heating device switched on, the whole lower part of her tits became painful, and the pain in her nipples simply drove her crazy!After hours (maybe just minutes, maybe days?) all this stopped. Strangely, the bottom of her tits remained painful... but her nipples were now insensitive.She.