I found this surprising and awkward. After that, I started yawning and we both agreed to go to bed. He wanted to turn off lights completely, but I kep... a night bulb on.Then, I dropped into the bed, turned my face away from his side and tried to fall asleep. I noticed that he was tossing and turning. Finally, I fell asleep. This uncle of mine is around 6 foot tall, muscular and dark with deep voice. He used to teach literature in a university. In the middle of the night, I felt that somebody was. I decided to pay him an early morning visit. When I knocked on the door, my heart was pounding in my throat and I could feel the juices from my excited pussy dripping down my legs. He finally answered the door, his eyes groggy with sleep, and I pushed myself inside, grabbing his hair and kissing him furiously. He pushed away with a gasp, but when I grabbed his cock through his pyjama pants, he knew exactly who I was and what I wanted. I felt him grow hard beneath my fingers and I smiled,. The mother-to-be walked close enough to come within my proximity range, and I could immediately tell there was something wrong with the baby. I haven't encountered many pregnant women, but I have sensed enough of them to know how a late-pregnancy baby should 'look' in proximity. From her size, this woman's pregnancy was obviously in the last month, yet there was almost no focus to the baby's intentions. It wasn't asleep, and it wasn't still, so it had intended movements, but its intentions were. His gaze took in his hands and they said a certain word to him as he saw the ridges of the veins and arteries underneath the surface of his skin. He’d have bet any money that right now, he wouldn’t be able to see this clearly. He told himself that he ought to be trying to see through tears at this point. But he wasn’t. He was looking at the backs of his hands, with an idle thought passing through as he wondered just when it had been that they’d transitioned on him again. He hadn’t sat down to.