I think I know how we can make each other cum at the same time without any risk.’’‘’Will it hurt?’’‘’No, I’m not going to put it in ...ou.’’“It sounds like you know a bit more about sex than you let on.”“Look, to be honest, I have never done this stuff before. My brother has told me a lot about what goes on, and I should be able to show you.’’‘’You didn’t tell him about us, did you?’’‘’No, of course not, I would never tell anyone.’’With that, we kissed and I began to explore under her skirt,. Her gown was made to display, rather than hide her pregnant condition, and there was just enough cleavage to display breasts ready to do their duty when that stomach flattened. She looked like the poster woman for achingly beautiful mothers-to-be, a living billboard that urged women to become like her, and men to do their best to make women’s bellies swell with life.Brad started to feel some small shame as his prick lurched, looking at his wife’s best friend. But then he relaxed. There wasn’t. He walks back to the open door on the track and tosses his brief case up behind the seat and then tells the soldier, "When I hand this up to you, please be very careful with it. I don't want any more accidents here this morning." "Family heirlooms, eh sir?" He says as he takes the case from the officer. "No, not quite. Just a bit chilly detonators, which are less stable at lower temperature and I'm afraid the heater wasn't really up for this climate you have here." Oh ... huh? "Unstable. Well that was truly good luck, Rob leant across and opened the back door for me as my hands were full, I pushed the bags over the back seat then climbed up, it was a 4x4 and quite high, as one leg went up, so did my skirt, showing the tops of my hold ups. I quickly jumped in pulling my skirt down, noticing Robs smile as he looked back at me in the mirror. I was babbling on as the combination of cold air and the champagne bubbles had really made me quite drunk.I told them that I’d been.