Howard was one of those men that is squeamish about fucking a pregnant woman even though I wanted it more that ever, if that's possible. He wouldn't e...en play with me and I'd never been able to get him to eat me.For the rest of Howard's college years we lived in apartments near his school. They were the best years of our marriage. Howard was sailing through school and then Law School and we did not lack for money. We fucked every chance we got, which was plenty. John was a trouble-free baby and. Must say, my father, fucked their brains out.Today, all my friends and families are at my house for a nice and warm get together. Both my wives, my mother and my sister are sitting next to me. My mom, Neetu is dressed in a fine sleeveless red maxi with our daughter and who is also her granddaughter sitting on her lap and playing with her necklace.My sister, Preeti is sitting on the other side with her hands on her swollen pregnant belly.Joining us are, Iqbal and his aunt, Rubiya who are now. My parents were divorced and he would always ask me questions about my mom. He would also tell me about his girlfriends describing their bodies and telling me some day he would show me naked photos of them when we got to know each other better. He always asked personal questions about my mom and I enjoyed talking about her. He was the only one I told about seeing her naked and touching her when she was asleep.He had work for me just about every day and I seen more and more of his massive cock.. "When I woke the next morning, and saw Anna beside me, I had no such feelings of negation. My thought as I looked at her, and she continued to sleep was "Is it possible that I can have and keep such beauty?"The storm outside continued to rage the sound of the pounding waves more uproarious than ever. Inside the house, and between Anna and I, there was peace and contentment.That day Anna had a strange, blissful look. She kept touching me and telling me she loved me and all would be well. When I.