You know I love to watch almost anything sexy. How does it feel to have him play with your breasts?"Zena answered, "He's not really playing with them,...just holding one in his sleep. If he pinches a nipple, I'll know he's awake. Ouch, he's awake. I better get away from him or he'll attack." Oooh, yeah! I want to watch," Joanie gasped."You're terrible, Joanie," Betsy said. "Let's start breakfast."Zena slid around, sitting up, and I did the same, keeping the blanket over my middle to hide my. If only the child she was carryingwere older, we could remove it with surgery. Unfortunately, I have neverheard of any child living after being removed from a womb at only a fewmonths."The rotund black slave woman scowled again at the doctor's cold comment."Some friend you is... telling her a thing like that, knowing how she'shurting inside!" She hugged the crying woman. "You go on and get yourselfouta here!" She waved a portly arm in the doctor's direction.The doctor tugged at his white. That night I played what had happened in my mind over and over. I lay under my covers in my bedroom. I slipped my tiny white underwear off me and began touching myself as I thought about Brett. I wondered what I should say to him the next day at school...still, I got so turned on by what I had seen. I was getting close to climax when I heard a soft tap on my open window screen. I looked over and there was Brett looking directly at me. The covers on my bed were pushed down and he could easily. "She then reached out to Michael and wrapped her fingers around his swollen shaft. Gently but deliberately stroking her hand back and forth she began to caress him, and John continued to suck and lick. Michael sighed and lifted his hips a little, the action causing his penis to slide a little further into John's mouth. Instead of pulling back as I had expected John looked up at Michael then moved lower, taking in even more of his shaft. Her hand continued to move slowly on Michael's cock as.