.." I sigh.He lifts his head and looks down at me, into my the deep blueness of my eyes with the sweetest smile. I smile back, just as lovingly. Peter...pushes apart my legs and kneels in between them, propping himself over me with his hands on either side of my head for support. "Oh..." I whimper, as he lowers himself down until I feel his still-hard cock poke at my drenched underwear through my dress. I grab a handful of his hair with both hands and sigh as he kisses my throat softly whilst. Suddenly she gets a full wake up call in the form of a hard, heavy object hitting her in the pussy. "Oww!" she yells grabbing her crotch. And now she doesn't know what's worse, the pain or the constant ringing. At least she can do something about one of them.She reaches up with one hand to turn off the alarm clock on top of the counter next to her bed keeping one hand on her crotch. No doubt the vibrations caused by the clock caused the trophy that hit her to move and finally fall down. She. When the time came I went home, showered, shaved, cleaned myself and just put some loose clothing on, got all my stuff together in a ruck sack and made my way to the address.I found it easily enough, there was definitely movement at the window as I approached, i rang the door bell, it felt like a really long time before anyone even sounded like they had answered, was it the wrong house? Was it a trick / game?Then the door opened suddenly, there he was, in his dressing gown, that wasn't tied at. Lunch time was the busiest so both women were there for that meal.I came back from transporting the hot containers of food and trays of sandwiches to the factory on April 19th. Bertha met me at the door as I came into the kitchen. "Rodney, some woman named Sylvie Burns called. She said your wife gave birth to a boy this morning about six a.m. She has named him Rodney Roger Thomas, Jr." That's nice." I pushed by her and came into the kitchen. Somehow this wasn't a surprise. I knew the baby was.