The soft ‘fleshy’ feeling was being expanded away putting further strain on her poor navel.Sitting upright in one of the dining area chairs was no... becoming increasingly difficult. She struggled to sit upright as her belly stretched ever rounder and further outwards. It now looked ‘full’. To Candice, it also felt filled and it felt firm. She really hoped this was going to be as big as she was going to get, despite more than another ‘month’ to go. Bill come over to have a feel of her belly and. “We’re fried if they find out,” she backed off.“The curly-cues just came out that way, we say,”“Maybe down in this corner,” bending over to let him see down her sweater, but he didn’t.When she resurrected her castaway story, maybe Paul would be wearing something like those boxers when she pulled him to shore. That sort of fabric and all. As the author, she’d know the size of his cock (better word to be found), but as the character, she’d discover this slowly in nursing him back to health, maybe. We have a deal," she whispered.Toby was a study in conflict. His eyes were wide, scared, but not angry. I saw lust in them, and apprehension. Was Toby getting off at seeing his wife in this predicament?"Toby, I suggest you leave Vegas. Go back home. We will send your wife to you when we are finished with her." Walt's voice left little room for discussion, but Toby jumped to answer."No. I want to see... " He froze, sweat breaking out on his face. She saw in his face what we all saw. We all were. Her cheeks are hugging your shaft and she uses the opportunity to twerk on you, sliding your cock up and down the deep crack of her ass. -I hump her gently as she twerks on my cock. "Let's get somewhere more appropriate". I grab her hand and lead her to the bedroom.- Kimmy takes your hand in hers, allowing you to lead her to the bedroom. She is wearing nothing but that red bikini and flip flops, looking so sexy as her hips swivel and that big ass lifts with every step. Her large, full breasts.