He scratched Sam's back with his fingernails yielding an, "Oh shit," and an involuntary muscle contraction that threatened to do interesting things to...his cock. Sam leaned further forward, her breasts now touching his own hard nipples. Sven gathered her breasts together and kissed the nipples before nipping the hard end one of the proffered tits gently with his teeth.Sam shuddered, then muttered "Oh Fuck!" as the contractions of yet another orgasm rippled through her.Sven flexed his hips in. I stood there feeling like a shit."Look, Honey, the only break I can give you is Pete," Mack said gently. "That's a little better than having my old beer-stinking ass laying on you."I turned around and gave him a look -- since when was I the bad guy? But Mack shook his head and said, "Pete, don't make me embarrass the girl by having to come in after and check for creampie."So I went in and she closed the door behind me and stood there with her back to it, regarding me with sad eyes. My heart. But suddenly, it all stopped. Tasha popped her head up to see what was happening. And then, as she lifted her head up, she realized what was happening. Brian was going to use his very adept, extremely talented tongue to assault her pussy and especially her clit. She loved this, almost as much as sex itself, although sex had nothing that could be compared to it. She knew it would be coming, though, so she laid her head back down and thought to herself ‘this is going to be SO fucking GOOD.’. . I . . . ‘ Holly stumbled over her words. I leaned over and placed a hand on Holly’s wrist. ‘Holly honey, it’s OK, you can tell us anything.’ ‘Well, the thing is, I’m pregnant too.’ I saw Holly look down at her lap like she couldn’t quite look us in the eye. Everyone was silent around the little table. ‘I’m about twelve weeks, same as you Cheyenne. So I guess we’ll be giving birth together.’ Holly let a little smile play around her lips. ‘Honey, who’s the father? Can you tell us?’ Chloe.