My tongue left her clit and moved downward. Her pussy juice had formed a small pool in between her slit and I lapped at it hungrily, relishing the sha...p taste and smell. It was like my tongue was savouring the finest scotch whiskey, smooth and liquid fire in the mouth. My tongue moved lower, prodded gently and found the entrance to her pussy. I slid it in, feeling its hot wetness. I slowly pulled it out and pushed it back in. She groaned and her hips started moving in rhythm with my tongue. Trust me. Promise.–J"The tryouts," Emily whispered. "They're today ... how could I forget?" Hurriedly, she put on the outfit that Jack had left for her at the door, her mind swirling with giddy exhilaration ... and confusion. She'd been working so hard, practicing so much, being so careful to watch what she ate, spending all those long hours at the gym...How could I forget?Emily put on her new outfit without thinking, scarcely noticing what she was wearing. If she had noticed, she would've. Taylor positioned me and instructed the students through the sketching process. After about fifteen minutes she handed me the robe and thanked me for my services. At that point a couple of the girls started to applaud. Before I knew it the whole room was standing and applauding as I exited to the office. Kate even let out a whistle when I went by. As I got dressed I couldn't believe that my cock had just got a standing ovation from twelve art students. My ego was growing, but my cock was. A pregnancy was a joyous occasion, afterall, something to be celebrated, and unless something detestablehappened, his princess would be holding their own little bundle of joyearly next year. He kissed her on top of her head, his lipstick leavingthe very faintest impression on her hair.Susie gently extricated herself from the hug, smiling at him. "There isone thing we're going to need before we take care of the baby, you know,"she said with a sly grin, and Richard realized that she was looking.