We pulled up to a red light and she looked over at me. I moved towards her, slipping my hands behind her neck and bringing my lips to hers’. I didn�...�t know how much time I had before the light turned green and I wasn’t going to waste a moment. A simple kiss, soft and pure, moving quickly to a passionate deep kiss. Our tongues again touched and danced in each others’ mouth. I sucked on her tongue, taking in her taste, feeling her texture and embracing the exhilaration pounding in my chest. We. We fucked and moaned away like two lovers in paradise. Her womb was already full of my seed, and I filled it up with more.For the next few days, we practically lived for sex. We fucked whenever we could. Shruti sometimes moaned louder than usual just to make sure her mother heard her.Then it happened. All those gallons of cum I pumped into her ripe womb did their magic. She was pregnant! We were elated. My in-laws were overjoyed.When my mother-in-law and I had a moment for ourselves, I asked. She squirmed a bit as my tongue probed as deep as it could. I let my lips glide lightly back and forth across her belly, taking little licks as I went. With each pass I moved lower on her belly until I felt the tickle of her pussy hair on my chin. Unable to go any slower I buried my nose and mouth in the thick thatch black hair, breathing in the delicious scent. I let my tongue wander through sweet strands until I reached the groove where her leg joined her body. I slowly licked my way down the. First, we sang «Ja, må hon leva!» the Swedish birthday song which was a wish that someone would live for a hundred years. This was followed by four shouts of “Hurrah!” Once we sang, presents from her friends were opened. She’d get mine at the family party tonight that I was invited to, along with Mikael and Lotta. It was a real privilege to go to the ‘family’ party in addition to the ‘friend’ party.After the presents, Katt cut the cake. It was a traditional Swedish cake — white cake, with fruit.