He places me down by the sink and grabs the ice from the bar girl before running it down my cheek. “You are going to bruise.” He says bringing m... back to the present as I stare up at him but he avoids my eyes and focuses on my cheekbone. “What did you mean?” I stare trying to read anything from his eyes but he turns getting fresh ice for the bucket. “Mean about what?” He keeps his back to me and I hear my breath coming out faster “Do I just leave it…? No, I’ve got to know!” I slip off. Everyone has a backside and everyone has an opinion. It's up to you because your names will go on the birth certificate."Laura and I talked about it a lot and compromised. Our new son would be named, "March Paul Sanderson." He grew well and healthy in Laura's womb. We celebrated Thanksgiving and Christmas with Laura in fine shape. After an initial, short bout of morning sickness, Laura felt well and carried our baby easily. We celebrated the New Year and even had another party. April and May. I could see her shaved mound was puffy and her twat was wet. Her joy juice was oozing out of it and running down the insides of her thighs. She began to massage the nipples of her tits with both hands until they looked like a couple of .44caliber slugs. My mouth watered at the sight. “I can see you’re good to go, so let the games begin”, I replied. “But I told you when we talked the other day that I respect both you and Tim too much to fuck you.” “Yes, I know, stud, but instead of tiny balls. She pulled her hand back releasing my cock from her mouth, she drooling a large amount of saliva in her hand. Her mouth took my cock back in. Sucking furiously, her saliva soaked hand teasing my asshole. My balls tightened , I was on the verge of orgasm and she knew it. Her finger slammed into my asshole. I moaned as my cock shot load after load down her swallowing throat. She kept sucking , clearing me of all cum. She pulled her finger from my ass. My cock now flaccid, a mere 1.5” she reached.