Neither of them wanted to let go. Steve placed his hand on Cindy’s smooth belly, trying to detect the life inside. "My baby’s really in there?" he...asked.Cindy smiled and stroked her son’s face, "Yes, your baby’s really in there."Steve closed his eyes and smiled contently. He felt like a god. His divine reverie was suddenly broken by a dark thought. "What are we going to tell Dad?" Cindy frowned at the thought of her husband, "I guess I’ll just have to tell him that the baby is his. I wish we. Margaret only worked a few days a week so was home for a couple of days a week.I thought of a plan for Margaret to walk in on me having a wank and in my mind I would end up fucking her.Every Friday was Laundry day and bed sheets would get washed. Normally bedding was taken downstairs by wife on her way out but this Friday I said I would take it later hoping Margaret would come looking for it.I had everything set up I had a porn VHS video on tv and headphones plugged in giving impression I. I tried to make it last as long as I could, but it was still over far too quickly -- about seven or eight strong spasms and a few smaller ones. After that, I continued squeezing on my own and managed to get another clear droplet to ooze out before I started to go soft in her firmly squeezing grip.She fondled me gently as my penis drooped into a semi-erect state for a few minutes, then got hard again. When it was hard, she stood up and dropped her skirt to the floor. I gazed hungrily at her. Denise works as a nurse, a profession full of women to get you hard, so I asked her about bringing along a co-worker. I figured maybe another woman could make her cum. Maybe once the water starts spurting it’ll never stop. Denise didn’t hesitate even a moment on the three-way inquiry. She told me of a blonde she worked with, who she often flirted and fantasized with who would be perfect for the job. We were to meet up at our apartment after work on Friday. The thought of Denise cumming had gave.