When I got back to the window, she was undressing herself as he was removing the remainder of his clothes. I focused in on her breasts as she removed ...er bra, which to me appeared to be a small D or large C, large brown areolas, and her nipples were hard. Looking down her athletic body, as she removed her French cut panties, she had dark, well-trimmed pubic hair.He approached her and I gasped at his size. He had to be nine inches or more, circumcised with a large head. They embraced in another. I have to admit, I took advantage of the situation. You weren't the first girl who's pussy I fondled. But you certainly were the youngest. Even at eleven I knew I shouldn't have done what I was doing, what you seemed bent on making me do." Oh Matt. I guess I didn't know exactly what was happening. All I remember is how much I liked it. Imagine trying to seduce my lover at the age of five! Just imagine how sexy I am now! Wouldn't you like to get your dick inside my panties? By some silly. Even the sight of a pregnant woman gives rise to the inexplicable urge to touch her burgeoning stomach for some. Even more interesting is how the combined emotions of the arrival touch others as well. Thinking for a moment about my life and how this was true for me I go back to the conception and birth of our first born son. We had tried for over 8 years to conceive. When the first home test was positive we were overjoyed. It gave rise to the idea that surely it was a false positive so I took. “What can I say? I’m a nerdette,” she said, crossing her eyes.I laughed and pointed out the obvious.“A very pretty nerdette.”She blushed and said, “Nah, I’m nothing special.”Then she inclined her head towards the door.“That woman, on the other hand, is.”I looked in the direction she indicated and blanched. The woman was beautiful ... she was also my soon to be ex-wife. And the well-dressed handsome man walking between her and the hostess was William R. Blakemore, Esquire.Dakota saw my pained.