‘You’re a knockout, Mary Ann.’ ‘Yes, but I’m pregnant. With your baby.’ ‘I know that, honey, and you’ve never been more beautiful.’ ...ary’s eyes brightened. ‘Really?’ ‘Really. Here.’ He took her hand and placed it on his crotch, letting her feel how hard he was. ‘Feel that?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘That’s because of you.’ ‘Really, Richard?’ ‘Has my cock ever lied?’ ‘No.’ She smiled shyly. ‘Now, why don’t you take me to your bedroom and show me that sexy body of yours?’ ‘Oh, Richard!’ ***** Morgan entered the. Fighting against her every instinct, she took a breath, finding that the rebreather was doing its job. In the absence of oxygen that could be siphoned from the air, it would recycle her own breath, the CO2 scrubbers extracting as much oxygen from her exhalations as they could before feeding it back to her. The waste elements would be stored in a compartment for later disposal. It was a stopgap measure, intended only for emergencies, but it should buy her at least a few minutes in which she. I can hear your subtle moans as you feel the hardness in my pants pressing firmly between your legs. A few seconds later your shirt is raised and my mouth is covering your breasts with hungry, wet kisses. I take one nipple between my lips, sucking briefly before turning to the other one. Your hands grasp and pull at my hair and you raise a leg in order to permit me access to your freshly moistened hidden regions. Scrambling to push the fabric of your skirt out of the way I press a hand firmly. He was enjoying it, and emboldened, she gripped the meat of her breasts in her hands and squashed them around his member.He bucked a little, fucking her cleavage, her dark skin slick with sweat and saliva as his rigid erection bumped against her chin. She peppered it with kissed and licks, crossing her arms over her bust to apply more pressure, feeling its surface graze her flesh with its protruding veins and those tantalizing bumps.He just kept leaking, there was so much of it. Clear, sticky.