While carrying our children, she was still slim and active and glowing, just her big, distended belly and firmer, fuller, little breasts betraying tha... she was heavy with child. And as soon as she’d birthed, her tummy shrank back down to her lithe, active self again. I would have loved her all the same if she had waddled about heavily as my own mother always had, but it was a blessing that Mataoka never had any aches or pains or sickness that afflict so many with child.And I know better than to. I did as I was told and as I took my shorts off she untied her cock and let it hang free and then untied the front of her dress and pulled her breasts out. She told me to start driving again and not to worry about anyone else that might see. As we drove, she began to play with her nipples and stroke her massive cock. Trying to watch her and concentrate on driving was difficult. As cars passed us, some saw her playing with her nipples and would try to watch but never saw below the window. I was willing to bet that her panties were alongside her bra in her handbag. She strutted back to me and sat down. I was hard as a nail and unless the guy serving was gay or a corpse he would have been the same. She glanced back towards the young guy at the counter. She saw him looking at her and swivelled her leg out of the booth. As she did, her skirt rode up her thigh revealing her delicious pussy to him. His jaw nearly hit the floor. I think it was his rapidly rising cock that bounced it. With that they walked out the front door got into her car and left.I quickly raced over to the club where I knew they wound be. I arrived there about 10 minutes early. I found a dark secluded corner where I was not likely to be seen by my wife. I also stopped and brought a newspaper to hide behind in case she looked my way. After about a minute I began looking around and realized that I was the only white person in the place.Finally after what seemed like an eternity they arrived. I knew what.