My breath came out in raspy grunts, and my lungs struggled to keep up with the level of activity I tried to maintain. Then my heart dropped through my...stomach as the chair made a loud cracking noise and shifted underneath us. “Don’t stop,” my dad huffed, squeezing my chest with both hands and flexing underneath me to keep the rhythm going. The chair made a long whining noise.“Dad, I think the chair’s gonna break,” I panted. I rocked my hips a little slower, but the whole chair wobbled. ” Greg took his arms off of me and as I let my hands slide back down to his shoulders again. I asked, “Was it Becky who called you earlier?” Greg nodded, “Yes…she has turned into a real bitch lately and I am still trying my best to save our marriage.” I pulled Greg again closer and held his face against my breast as I said, “Well, I have been through it myself and I know how hard it is.” I was now rubbing my breasts on Greg’s face very slowly by. Now here I was about to try them on.As we stood there she said, "Ok, strip down so I can see what we have towork with here."So I stepped out of my heels, took my skirt and blouse off and slid myslip and nylons off. I was standing there in my bra and panties.She looked at me and said, "First off I love the slip and nylons, sovintage and so feminine, but do you have boobs?" as she reached over andfelt my bra. "Oh my God Andy, you have real boobs. Take your bra off andlet's see them."I looked at. "I held her close for the next while until Erma made me let go so she could get some clothes on them.I carried Verine and Juanita (after my first wife) into the bedroom and let them rest. I went back to Erma and held her and thanked her for bringing my daughter into the world safely.Erma told me that I was the reason Verine and Juanita lived."What are you talking about?" Look at yourself, your skin is blistered; you have lost about ten pounds. If the baby hadn't come when she did, I was about.