She smiled. “Funny ... so do I.”Less than ten minutes later they lay in bed, naked, cuddling.“My baby is in here,” said Ruth, sliding his hand...over her still-flat belly.“Yes,” she said.“Are you happy about that?” he asked.“There are no words that can say how happy I am ... in either English or Russian.”“It’s going to be hard for us,” he said.“I know. But life has already been hard for me ... and I had no one to love then.”“I can’t believe they let us sleep together.”“My mother is responsible. This ticked all my boxes, and his pics did prove he was hung which is not a must but certainly a preferance of mine. I find it a turn on sucking a big fat cock. I explained I had limitted time which he was ok with. I managed to park, at this time I have a lot of nervous exitement and could easily turn back. But the thought of a horny top wanting to use me like a horny little slut gets me to the door.He seemed nice and invited me into his living room. He was really keen and didnt want to waste. The clothing was alien to her at first, as if a stranger were looking back at her in the mirror.She improved upon arriving at the school. The constant scrutiny warmed her pussy and chased away her misgivings as she craved more of the soft, wet pleasure. Walking became a joy as her body moved in ways to which she had never given thought, such as the sway of her hips or the jiggle of her breasts. Once she had become used to walking in heels, the picture would be complete and perfect."It is a. Nothing really goeson here on Sundays, except in the hotels."I smiled at him weakly. I felt his slid his hand up through my hair tothe back of my head, pulling it forwards towards him. We kissed. Hisother hand slid down low and he pulled my body close into his. We brokefrom the kiss and my head fell onto his chest, my arms still around hisneck. His free hand slid down and came to rest on one of my buttocks,which tensed automatically as I felt his hand through the thin silk. Itwas soon.