I waddled, these days, and often with a hand at the small of my back. I was big, elephantine, and having trouble sleeping at all. Junior—whether jun...or was a he or a she—was bent on moving at least one of my kidneys and quite possibly my liver in order to get more comfortable. I was not unhappy, but I certainly was tired.‘Let’s go home,’ I said to Jason. He’d taken my hand again, and I looked up at him with a tired smile. ‘Why don’t we watch something for a while ... have some beans on toast. Forcing my eyes to open and read more, I shifted my attention again on my very hot, leaking cunt.The guy is already kissing the girl passionately on the mouth and trailed kisses to her eyes, her nose, her cheeks and strayed to her ear as he playfully darted his tongue inside it making the girl squirm further. He then licked and kissed the rest of her body; neck, shoulders, arms, hands and back up again to her breasts, stomach, tongueing her bellybutton with a cute piercing as his hands travel. Each sported a gold bell around their necks. Each one had a goldring through their nose. Nipples had been pierced and were decorated with ringssporting glorious gems. The tips of each cock had been pierced and a weightattached to the ring. Each cunt gleamed with a series of rings that closedthem tight. What struck her wasn't what they were wearing or not wearing. It was whatthey looked like… They ranged in age from a healthy glow of youthful adults in their prime toancient lined faces and. I hadn't realized how little the bathtub actually was in my fantasies.The Cat made a keening sound, and 'eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee' like note, as Gwen's little jet traveled up her lips and circled her clit. Gwen then pulled back and sat on the floor. She fumbled around a bit and her panties came up in her hand. "Guess I won't need these in the way with you two." She pulled the bench over to the far end and leaned on the corner of the tub. She smiled up at us."Can I watch?" she asked mischievously,.