You might meet her at some point. i spoke to her a while ago about you and she was very supportive" can i take any of these clothes off daddy?" i dont...see why not, just get dressed in something sexy for me"he felt unlocked the corset and i removed it, the skirt and the heels so i was naked except for the clit cage. i felt a sense of loss for the boobs and cleavage i had lost with the corseti leaned over and started immediately rifling through the clothes, marvelling at all the wonderful things. Her name was Ashima (fake name). She was a real beauty, nobody can guess while looking at her figures that she was married and had an 8-year-old son.As I told you, I approached her through aunty. We first met on the roof of our house, I said I wanna do friendship with her, she said she will decide and inform me accordingly. I asked for her mobile number but she refused and left with a smile. I was assured the way she smiled while leaving. After few days I received a WhatsApp message from her. "Though the utmost trickery and deceit."The illumination had dimmed until only the feeble glow of deep velvet twilight remained. All there was left for Janna to see was silhouetted movement against the ceiling of her room. Even this had progressed to such a frenzy that there was no coherence to what she was seeing. What had been supple limbs and graceful body moving in sensuous rhythm above her had become a dark blur of motion.Janna didn't care. She didn't need to see. She didn't need to hear.. ” And slowly the strip turned the color indicating to her: SHE WAS PREGNANT!She couldn’t help herself she screamed and jumped up and down for several minutes, chanting: “YES, YES, YES, YES”THAT NIGHT IN ANDREA’S BED WITH KEN:“Ken, you know how we are always going to be together and raise a family?”“Of course, Andi, I would never have it any other way!”“I have a surprise for you, hope you aren’t mad my wonderful husband...”“No, dear never,“And soon to be father of our baby!”“WHAT! How could it.