“Mr. Mondale, this is so hot to watch.”I pumped my two fingers so deep into my juicy pussy, whimpering with all the pregnant beauties. My right ha...d slid up and down my dick, squeezing hard. The crown throbbed every time I reached the pinnacle as I drank in the sight of all these pregnant women shuddering and groaning and writhing in passion.It was all so inspiring. It made me shudder. My snatch clenched so hard on my fingers. For a moment, I thought Sabrina would cum, her caramel face twisted. She was in a torrid embrace and a passionate kiss and had his hand under her t-shirt playing with her tits.I sort of said, "Ahem!" He broke the kiss, looked up and said,"Oh, sorry Sir.!"Shit, now what do I do. Sir?' I hadn't been called sir, since my military days. He got out of my seat, kissed her lightly and I sat down. I said nothing. She tried to get herself together and said,"I'm sorry. He's really cute and I like him." I had to tell her about Kristen, and see how we were going to handle. Not flirting with me is precisely why I prefer you over Alison. She is too immature for me. If I wanted to, I could have taken her to bed long ago. But she is too young to think beyond the physical aspects of a relationship. At this point in her life, she needs a father more than a boyfriend." You are right about her needing a father. She would never admit it, but she misses the discipline Tom provided. It showed her the path she needed to take and kept her on it. We both knew what it was like. But that is about the end of the similarity. Her body was heavier, not fat, just heavier with wide hips that for some reason caused me to feel the start of hardness between my legs. I didn’t understand why, but it felt naughty and I liked the feeling. Her breasts (my mother said polite men NEVER say tits) were very large and full. Her dress seemed to hold them in place and I wondered if the buttons of her dress would pop off from the pressure. As I reached the door my little cock was almost.