I looked at my pills, which I'd already taken, and I knew what they were. Hormones, progesterone boosters mostly, because my body, being a little weir... like it was, was making too much prolactin in my pituitary gland, so I was making milk in my breasts ... Or I had been, until my doctors, and there were three of them, had figured out why. My mom would have known before it even happened, but that was why she'd been the best in her field and those three quacks merely muddled along. It was why I'd. "I think a massage will probably loosen it."Spread out flat on her belly with her head resting on her arms, Marci began relaxing as the minister's strong fingers gently rubbed and massaged the sore muscle. She was finding it a bit exciting to feel the handsome, older man's hands rubbing the inside of her bare thigh. No one except her big brother had ever touched her this intimately, and she was thoroughly enjoying the erotic feel of his fingers teasing around only inches from her horny little. I mean there was a baby in there and it was growing. Of course at the time I didn’t know how they got there or how much they move around.”I decided that this was going to be a discussion worth listening to, so I sat down next to the cracked open door and leaned my back against the wall.“I know!” Lynn added. “I’ve talked to some of the women at the doctors office and at the park and they all said that they were not prepared for the amount of moving around. Their parents and their doctors never. Grabbing my upper thighs he pushes all the way deep inside me.Looking over Becky was in the same position on the other guy. It was a very sexy scene, Becky trims her pussy in the ‘landing strip’ style. My guy moved a hand off my thigh and started twisting lightly my clit button. I bowed my back and leaned backwards on his chest.They were paying a lot to fuck me and I was going to give them their money’s worth. Bucking and gyrating my hips I was now fucking him. Lifting up and slamming down on.