I have an issue with my writing. I would publish a story then a few weeks go by and find I don't like how I've been writing it. This causes a problem ...or some of you that enjoy what I've already written, so I would like to know if I should keep the originals and re-publish the story as new chapters, re-edit the existing chapters or as I've done for the husband of Tatsumaki delete the story and re-upload it.)The bedroom was a mix of laughter and pained groans, laugh's from my little girl and the. “It wasn’t easy,” Becky giggled. “But the best part of having huge legs is showing them off.”With that Becky turned away, and I could see that her shorts barely covered her huge, rounded, peach-shaped buttocks. Looking over her shoulder she clenched her ass, causing the dimples on her thighs to deepen as her glutes hardened into rounded slabs of muscle that bulged so prominently from her body that I moaned out loud.Becky giggled again, strutting over to the bench press where she began to add. With one quick thrust I had the entire length of my turgid shaft deep within the soft velvety inner folds of Michelle's honeypot as I broke the kiss to nibble and lick her ears and neck. Passion and intensity built within us as I thrust in and out of her harder , faster and deeper than ever before. Sensing her breathing changing again, I slowed my thrusts just enough before speeeding up again just as her juices started to flow more freely. Her muscles tightened around my shaft as her legs. Three years ago I’d lost my best friend when she left me for a man, for a family. I hadn’t listened to all the hints she’d no doubt dropped me, and I’d lost her as a friend as well as a lover. It was all happening again, and this time I knew I’d better be able to handle the transition from lover to friend or I’d lose Lisa. And Ted. I’d screwed up again, somehow. It dawned on me as I took a drink to clear my throat of the massive lump in it that the issue must be the baby. By getting pregnant,.