"Sorry. Did Jon tell you to bring my makeup?" No. But I did. Come on."She smiled. "You're the best, Jess." Seriously though. How are you doing?" ...'m scared."That threw me. Sammie was never scared. Never. Not even in private,when nobody but me was around. "What are you scared of?" I'm scared of this. This hurts like hell. And I'm scared thatsomething will happen to the baby in labor," and she started to cry.I rubbed her back and kissed her. "It's going to be OK. Millions ofbabies. She was raising her voice. I got afraid. I covered her mouth, asked to get relaxed. I make her sit on the bed.I was watching her now. I can see her so close helpless seeking my mercy. I watched her whole body which was my dream till now. I know I can take 1 or 2 hour easily till her husband and my brother return. My mom and sister also will not doubt if we are late as they never doubted my intention. But I am still afraid about the consequences of my action here. I am going to force on her. I wouldn't settle for her just jerking me off quickly or whatever.The weather was amazing and Monica was wearing revealing stuff and Johns cock would sometimes pop through his shorts or if he was coming out of the water his shorts would mould round his cock-and his cock was fucking huge. He was hung like a horse. I never said anything but i would see Monica glaring at it, or she would play on the water with him for so long. Then she started sleeping in between me and john and im sure he would. Her belly button was a small round dark spot in the middle of a perfect stomach. Marcia leaned forward and lightly kissed Cheryl’s belly button. Her tongue darted out and briefly into that pretty hole. The taste of sweat filled Marcia’s tongue. She drew her tongue further down that lithe body. Soon Marcia could smell the musky scent of Cheryl’s pussy. The Captain got down on his knees behind Marcia. His strong hand probed around Marcia’s wetness and he slid his finger into her. He pulled it.