‘Sure you do, Momma,’ Paul replied. ‘Let yourself go, you’d enjoy it if you did.’ ‘No!’ Karen replied, a little more firmly. ‘I don’... want to dance with you. Especially not like this!’ ‘Don’t be such a prude, Momma,’ Paul said, continuing to hold her against him and rotate his hips. ‘Give it a little time, you’ll get off on it.’ He laughed. ‘I sure as hell am. You’re one hot chick!’ Jason was furious. It was bad enough that Sylvia and Paul had shown up drunk and spoiled what had been a nice. It was all quiet natural and perfectly acceptable even in public, well almost in public.Well, you guessed it. Because of my fetish and long unfulfilled fantasy I never failed to grow an erection. Having been raised in a proper home I was taught to never stare at a person. Do you have any idea just how hard it is to keep from looking directly at a woman that is breast feeding? I did what my upbringing had taught me and used only my peripheral vision trying to catch a glimpse.Now comes the point. My heart began pounding in my chest. I was nervous. It's like I'm cheating on Antonio except it's with his permission. I then said,"Oh my, I can already feel your erection pressing against me. Please remember that I don't know how far I will go with you."Theo, however, seemed quite confidant. After the song we walked back to the booth. We sat closer this time. He immediately placed his hand on my knee moving the fabric covering my leg out of his way and placed it on my panties. He gently pushed. “OK, I hope you know what we're both in for now,” John said.“Just promise me you really love me and want this baby,” I replied.“I promise I love you and I promise I want this baby with you. But I know this is gonna delay college at least for a few years. I want you to want this too,” John said.“I want it, I swear,” I replied.Then we gave each other another hug and kiss. We cuddled for a couple minutes and Jeanette came back in the living room with us.“So, will it be weird for you if I start.