.no. In spite of the fact that I look down at my crotch, thismoment, in these slacks, no dick, no balls, I see only the creases of awoman, her vulva,...her lips, her pussy. Nothing and everything. Herbeautiful, wonderful, alluring, mysterious pussy. My pussy. No. I need to figure this out. I need to figure out how this happened.What happened. That voice on the phone. Who is that man? Why am I here?I can't be here. I am here.Calm. I needed to calm myself. I need Jen's help. I think. . I stood and kissed her lightly on the cheek as I held her chair. We made small talk while she told me of the amazing journey her pregnancy had been. Then she switched gears telling me how hurt and shut out she felt as Doug repeatedly rejected her. Her eyes pierced my soul as she quietly said, 'Please I want the father of my child to make love to me.' Taking her hand we walked to the elevator. In the elevator we kissed a passionate, long, loving kiss that said, I love you, this is not lust it is. Once again, pleasure shot through my body as his tongue impaled my hole. My hands rubbed his chest softly before moving down his body. As my hands went further, I leaned over allowing my hard nipples to stroke against his torso. His cock was swaying with excitement as my warm breath smothered it. Kyle’s tongue continued to lick and eat my pussy as my hands wrapped around his length tightly. I started to stroke his cock with both of my hands. My wrists twisted with each stroke as I started to. I could plainly see the desire on her face, her eyes half open and her lips wet and shinny. Her chest was flushed a deep red, she had been so turned on for so long that it looked like a rash. Her labia were clearly visible from where I stood, swollen and red. A large dark wet spot colored the cushions under her."OK Bob, it's all set," Eric said behind me as he turned and started down the stairs. I watched for a moment as he walked over to the cushions were Jeania was still eating Lyndia's cunt..