He and I exchanged man hugs before he went to Agnes. “Agnes, you’re gorgeous. My son is showing good taste.”“He’s my personal Viking. I like...it that way.” She smiled impishly.Mom and Agnes walked toward the room arm in arm. Dad and I followed them. Dad said, “Son, you should have warned us better. She is gorgeous, seems to have a real personality, too. I think you should try to hang on to this one.”“Dad, she’s the first one who was worth hanging on to and I have that plan.” We all went into. “Because it’s fun,” I chuckled. “She knows I’m teasing. And I know she’s teasing.”“You don’t show a lot of emotion about us being pregnant.”“I don’t show a lot of emotion about most things these days,” I said. “But that’s part of my attempts to not be a drama queen.”“Maybe you’ve gone a bit too far the other way.”“Says the woman who shows almost no emotion,” I said.Jessica sighed, “It comes with the job. If you let your emotions out in the ER, people die. How often have you seen Doctor Barton. My mind is racing with how bad I want to feel your fingers against my skin. You pull back from kissing me and smile seductively, “Tell me how bad you want me. I want to hear you beg for me.” I moan in excitement, “Oh please I need your touch.” I lean against the wall and pull you close to me. “I want your skin on my skin, your lips on my lips.” You bring your face closer to mine as you rest your lips on my lips without actually kissing me. I feel your hands slide down my back and on to my ass,. " Astra and the others laughed as he eagerly plied his tongue to the inside of the soft leather gusset; the spicy scents and tastes making his cock stiffen as he licked away the essences from the sweaty leather. Lena's cunt tingled as she sneered down, enjoying his obedience as she felt her array of whips; she wanted him to pay for her disappointment in not gaining his ownership. Astra noted her cruel smile."Please use a soft crop or flail on him Lena, I don't want him damaged so close to the.