"Are you all right, Carol?" Yes, sure," she responded. "Just morning sickness." Morning sickness? But this is afternoon!" Yeah. It is a real misnomer....I can get it at any time of the day. Pregnancy has its drawbacks, and this is one."Penny recoiled in shock. "Pregnancy? You are expecting a baby, Carol?" Of course. You HAVE led a sheltered life, Penny. Didn't you know about morning sickness?" Ah, no. My Mum never mentioned it, and I don't have her to speak to any more." Oh, yes. I forgot about. .”JUST FUCK ME HARD ,….DONT STOP …FUCK ME FUCK ME… OMG I LOVE YOUR FUCKING BIG HOT COCK IN ME… GOO… GOO.. FUCK ME ,.FUCK ME”… :”ok”… said John and he rammed her as fast as he could… I could hear the sloshing sound and the sound of his big balls slapping on my beautiful wife’s arse, I had a perfect view of his cock ramming in and out of my wife’s tight wet love hole, my own cock was so stiff my boxers looked like a well-made scout tent, I had to let it out of my boxer shorts and I couldn’t. A nice little donation for the cleaners I thought. I bet he would enjoy cleaning that. We made our way out of the church and into the parking lot. The back of Susan's dress had a very visible wet mark, a combination of my seed and her juices. I let her walk a few steps ahead of me as the scent of her juices trailed behind her. She raced to the car and was staring back at me even before I arrived. I plopped into the car only to have Susan rip open my pants and yank out my manhood. "Drive," she. The dress, open now, slid from her shoulders unnoticed to the floor to lay around her slippered feet. His eyes now raked over her body, the black lacy underclothes perfect against the pale body, showing little that he had not seen when she wore a swimsuit, but boy, was this not oh so much more sensual. Stockings suspenders, perfect little knickers, and that bust, soft milk white breasts, bigger than his sisters, supported on a lacy platform. The bra enhancing her 36ds and allowing those.