I asked “May I help you pick the berries until Lisa comes back?” “If you have nothing better to do, that’s okay,” she said with her deep ser...eant’s voice. I took one of the baskets and started plucking the ripe raspberries from the bushes, standing right beside her.When she was leaning forward, I managed to hit one of her nipples with my elbow, feeling how soft it was despite of its size. She must not have noticed and turned around to pick up another basket. Without thinking, I made a small. I also want to look for the pool table, because we didn’t do that earlier in the week. We just need to wait for the photographer.”“Lunch would be good, too, Steve. It’s almost 2:00pm!” Stephie said.I chuckled and we went to the kitchen and made ourselves sandwiches. While we were eating the photographer arrived and I showed him to the basement. He spent about an hour setting up and taking pictures, then came back upstairs.“Here’s my card. Mr. Brown asked that you call me when you have the pool. When she tried to insist I ignored her, making love to her. When I was done she did make love to me. It felt very good but it was also good watching the enjoyment she took by loving me sexually.We moved her belongings back to the house over the next three days.The next few weeks went by slowly. I was surprised that I had gotten used to living by myself so fast and there were times I still wished I were living by myself. Most days, as I watched her belly grow, she looked so beautiful but there. And I wondered. Would Maggie offer to return the favor? She did, with a little challenging smile on her face. Of course I picked her.She came up front and I said, "This isn't any sort of challenge for you, you know. I concede. I'm horny, it's been a while, and I know how good you are, so you'll have no trouble getting me off."She gave me an evil grin, and said, "Oh, I know I won't. However, I've got another challenge for you. I dare you not to react verbally. No moans, no groans, no squeaks, no.