“Later” was all I heard as they disappeared out of sight and the backdoor shut. Teresa hadn’t come out of my bedroom yet….and after all…it w...s my bedroom, so I went down the hall and lightly tapped on the closed door. “Teresa?” not hearing a response, I slowly opened the door to peek inside. The closet light misted a low light across part of the room and I could see her form lying on the bed. She was naked with her back to me; the top sheet of the bedding was hiding her body from the middle of. . making me more and more nervous. My heart was pounding in my chest. Breathing getting more shallow. 'Ok... ' I thought. 'I need to get this under control.''I should be enjoying this! I came here today to be naked in front of people! This is the most un believable opportunity!"My pep talk was beginning to work. My breathing was getting deeper. I was calming down. Then a funny thing began to happen. As the cool breeze caressed me, my skin began to tingle. My nipples were getting hard in. The all-male riders were only paid expenses, but often collected tips for extra personal services from grateful ladies after delivery. Their other duties included ensuring that Lisa and the other girls remained pregnant throughout the year; fucking each one every week, whether they needed it or not.Births were handled by a visiting midwife and the babies put up for adoption after a week or so. Lisa's bracelet confirmed this was her third pregnancy and she was now producing enough milk to start. “I don’t care how sweaty you are.” I stood up and started kissing her. She didn’t say a word, just started to kiss back. It was intense. I could feel her heart pounding, likely still worked up from the gym. My hands ran over her wet body, slipping under her sports bra to free her breasts. I stopped kissing her long enough to lift off her sports bra. We paused for just a second as we gazed into each other’s eyes. “Fuck, I want this so bad,” she said. “Me too. Your body is incredible,” I said..