Once again I grasped the girl’s tits and now she was learning to enjoy the whole process without letting the others around have a trace of all the o...currences. I lead my hand to the girl’s navel area slowly pushing my fingers into her soft and tender pussy. She too was sweating from top to bottom. The girl had no hair in the pubic area leaving the pussy very fine and smooth. An intensely tight pussy she had, to speak for her virginity. Simultaneously my left hand on the wife was now busy. Then we kissed some more and she whispered that she wanted to return the favor and give me a bj. She said she had not given a bj before but wanted to give me one since I was so kind to her. I reassured that she would do great and before I knew it she was on top of me in a 69 position. As she pulled down my underwear I reached up and started to lick her again and she asked that I let her concentrate on me. With that I could feel a hesitant tongue lick up and down my shaft then I felt her. “We don’t want you messing my skirt, now do we?” she smirked.“Err, no, Caroline.”She proceeded to manoeuvre me over her lap, ensuring that my penis was ‘trapped’ between her soft, warm nyloned thighs. She then began to gently stroke my buttocks, whilst questioning me:“Are you a naughty boy, Peter?”Oh my, this felt good!“Yes.”“Yes what, Peter?” she prompted.“Yes, Caroline,” I responded.“Really, Peter. Surely you know, its, ‘Yes Mommy,’ don’t you?”“Yes, Mommy,” I squeaked.“Are you a dirty boy,. That had made it difficult for Jennifer to vent her own rage, which turned out to be a good thing, since that rage had cooled pretty quickly into something more manageable. Then, their long conversations about it had helped them both, until upset became acceptance. Somehow, acceptance had become hopeful anticipation, and then it was like a landslide as anticipation became joy and an eager wish for the baby to get there.Bobby’s own feelings evolved too. His were more simple. He went from guilt,.