Although all the attention so far had been directedtowards Peter, she was clearly aroused, she held hishead firmly against her pussy, his tongue, like...areptiles, searching out her pleasure points, andlubricating her already over wet, and now somewhatprotruding lips, he tasted her sweet juices andslurped up the excesses of her dripping vagina, shewas beginning to groan and writhe with enhancedpleasure.Peter’s state of excitement had waned slightly but nowshe was squirming and moaning more. J'entamais un va et vient et au fur à mesure mon plaisir se faisait plus intense d'autant que s'y ajoutait ses gémissements et sa demande « plus fort plus fort !!! » Mais jeune puceau j'étais toujours obnubilé par son sexe de femme et de temps en temps j'envoyais une de mes mains en direction de sa chatte mais elle arrêtait mon geste en continuant à gémir et se trémousser.Puis à un moment donné sans doute à cause de l'état d'extase dans lequel elle était, elle s'abandonna et ne mit pas sa main. Every 2 weeks we attend an antenatal exam at the local hospital. I get a little more used to it each time. And I really want my baby to be OK, so I don’t complain. When I’m about 6 months along I have to attend my antenatal visit alone. As I enter the consulting room the doctor smiles. “By yourself today?” he enquires. “Yes, Dad’s working away today. He insisted I still come, instead of missing a week.” I reply. I look around, wondering where the nurse is. “I’ll be taking the clinic this week”. ..yes…please…please…now.”Still one last thwack and Chastity finally said, “Ouch.” She rolled over. Legs deliberately opened. Panties in a flash on the floor. It was her turn to direct Bernard’s hands elsewhere. Monsignor couldn’t resist, no man could this billowing invitation. Her labial spinnaker was unfurled; her jib was wet and sticky. Chastity was infectious; she kept growing on Bernard like his smoking, pleasurable but dangerous.She had a patch of bright orange pubes above her clit-hood..