”I pulled Diana down onto my lap and held her tight.“We’re having a baby. I’m going to be a father.”Tears of abject joy flowed from my eyes....��And I’m going to be a mother. That’s how it usually works.”“But Diana ... I’m going to be a daddy!”She kissed my tears away and pulled my head to her breasts and stroked my bald head.“You are not going to be a daddy. You are going to be a great daddy. And you need a shave.”We sat there for the longest time, before Jos walked by and saw us.“Hey! No. I didn’t have any bad intentions on her from beginning & she also very good girl has a lot of respect for me . I said ok to take photo. She said she will take bath & then wear saree so she will look fresh.She took all the stuffs from her bag & went to my bedroom & locked the door . She took bath & wear saree & came out. She looked so awesome with that little wet hair.She came in blue saree which is bit transparent material & black round neck blouse . That blouse is the net type it has 3/4 hand. I waited until around half-way through the book-in procedure and then pushed the remote on for ‘pulse’. The effect was instant; Claire immediately lost her train of thought and looked back to me as I smiled back at her. The Egg would have been buzzing her, in sopping wet un-expecting pussy at full speed. This was something which I had neglected to mention that may well happen.She opened her mouth and silently mouthed “No, please, don’t do that again to me again, not yet, not now.” But for me,. When we spoke on the phone a few times she sounded like she was caught with her hands in the cookie jar but claimed that she was helping her friend with some work. I felt sure that she was getting her fill of cock.It was Friday afternoon and there was a chance to wrap work up early and break for the weekend. I did not want to spend more time away so raced for a flight home. Three hours later I arrived outside our house, which was in darkness. My wife's car was in the drive along with two other.