She held my wet hair and guided my tongue into her pussy. Moving my tongue to her clit, then back down again. She pushed her pussy to me firm as we re...ched a rhythm of my tongue in her pussy. My fingers joined in, moving on her clit. She began to fuck my tongue, faster and moan loud as her build up of a climax was climbing up&hellip,.I sped up my finger on her clit, causing her to jolt and call my name saying how much pleasure I was giving her. She squeezed my head tight with her hands and. I’m not ready to go into labor. Our baby would be reaching out to try to grab what was poking them. I didn’t say he or she because we all agreed we didn’t want to know. The babies are healthy, and that is good enough for all of us. We will know soon.”“Camden better not talk to April then. I think I overheard her trying to pronounce boy and girl using the shared family business language. There is only one reason she would do that,” I told them and linked to April to make sure she knew it would. Besides, they’d have to be washed separately.”Next came underwear. Mel grabbed a pack of five, plain-white, high-waisted little-girl style panties. I suggested adding a pack of a more adult, hip-hugging style, adorned with little pink flowers. Mel shook her head vehemently then imitated sticking a finger down her throat, so I added another pack of plain whites to the trolley.“You can never have too many panties,” I said.Mel rolled her eyes at me but didn’t try to put them back. Instead she. Tonight my name is Carolyn, a very sexy, always ready to party, sexily dressed, transvestite. My measurements, which I worked hard to maintain were pretty good, red hair, green eyes, five feet five inches tall, one hundred and twenty-two pounds, C cup boobs, which were store bought, very petite and dainty, and the biggest slut around. When I walked into the bar I saw that getting there early might have its drawbacks. There was me, the bartender, two men, obviously lover, or about to become so,.