?Of course, Se?ora Spaulding.?* * * * *?Cecelia,? Grace MacLeod said, ?this pound cake is lovely.?Cecelia took a quick sip of tea before she answered.... ?Thank you,Grace. Does everyone have a slice???We do,? Lavinia Mackechnie answered for the others. ?But you didn?tinvite us over here for an afternoon tea. What did you want to talk tous about???Couldn?t I have just wanted to throw a little party for my friends??Hilda Scudder shook her head. ?Frankly, no; what?s going on, Cecelia???Well?. Her foot ran down to Luke’s abs as she unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on her blouse, showing a glimpse of her bright red, lacey bra.Mistress Penny moved forward on the desk, giving her the leg reach so she could rub her foot along Luke’s cock and balls. The excitement from feeling Mistress Penny’s foot on his bare cock and balls washed over Luke’s body, causing a throb in his cock.“Does that feel good?” Mistress Penny asked.“Yes, Mistress,” Luke replied, exhaling deeply.Mistress Penny moved. She felt pinned. She was afraid that running would only trigger the predator instinct in Steven. Steven was so tall that he could easily put his elbows onto the hand railings at the top of the bus. He rested hanging from in between his two elbows. His leather jacket was folded wide open. His undershirt was lifted up to exposes two inches of his belly. The skin was smooth. The muscles under the skin formed the bumps for a hard six pack. His belly wasn’t just the beautiful six pack of male models. That's too fast, she thinks, as she pushes off the counter heading back into their bedroom. She holds under, supporting her belly, the pressure increasing as she walks into the room.Micheal stands at the edge of the bed and turns on the lamp on the nightstand, sending a soft glow through out the room. She looks at Jarod sleeping soundly, peacefully unaware of what's happening in his life at that very moment. She grimaces at the contractions starting to crash on her with out giving her a chance.