But on the way out he passed her door again. All he could think to himself was, ‘last chance’, over and over. He knew there would never be anothe... opportunity like this again. Like a slave to his hormones, he pushed the door open and walked to the dresser. He grabbed the handle and slowly pulled. Finally, he got to the right drawer. He reached inside and grabbed one of her thongs. It felt so wrong, but so right. He never had sex, had never even come close. This was the closest he’d ever been. My husband and I separated several months ago and the divorce just went through. I'm a free woman again, baby, and I've got this little present from you growing rapidly here inside my belly, and you could have been fucking this pregnant pussy of mine from Day #1 if you'd just checked in with me." Well, I always say, "better late than never", Mandy. And I'm thoroughly thrilled to know that you're carrying our baby in your tummy, Mandy," I said as I helped Mandy sit down again and I sat down. I just did what felt sexy for me. Itfelt loving, for me. Maybe because I have one I innately knew what theblowjob giver should do.All I know is I loved every freaking second of it, after a few minutesgetting to the point where I could get most of him in me, more and moreeach time, but not yet all the way. And I found myself wanting to doit, wanting to learn how to totally eliminate this gag reflex of mine,and to take him entirely into my throat.My lips up against his body.As much of his cock. It was agreed at the table that even though there was no sackcloth available they should remove their fancy servants’ clothes. The two timidly stripped naked and Candy saw her first black penises. She giggled at the sight they were skinny, not as long as she would have thought such tall men’s would have been, and still had foreskins. She commented to the table that their penises reminded her of a puppy’s and they all had a laugh. After supper the others left as Candy stayed behind to watch.