Dropping my jeans to the floor my cock sprang up hard and solid. I stood behind Kasey and caressed her aching ass; I drug my fingers roughly down her ...ender thighs and back up again. The winces and gasps of pain were music I loved to hear; and her body was one of the finest instruments I have had the pleasure of playing. I entered her wet pussy slowly; letting her get adjusted to the girth and length. Grabbing her hips I slowly built a steady rhythm. As Kasey began to moan and pant I looked up. Have you noticed that our conversations, once laden with sexy and teasing talk, has become pure as fresh snow? I have. I think we are both a bit nervous as to what may or may not happen.Then the day finally arrives. My morning meetings consisted of me fading in and out. I kept visualizing the topless photos you sent me yesterday. I stir in my seat as I feel my member slowly engorge."Hey, you with us here?". I'm snapped back to the meeting. 'Argh', I think to myself. 'I don't want to be here'.. He was Italian and about 6ft 3 and hot... according to her. I thought.. maybe the transfer might be a good thing. That following Wed night, Debbie and I were closing.. She come running back to the kitchen, telling me that the hot cop was there and that I had to come see him. I walked out to the dining room to help her bus a couple tables to check him out.. WOW.. He was all that she told me about and more. Gary was his name and he had been a cop here for 6 years. Debbie intoduced us and we. I really know how that feels, when you can only keep sighing and caressing your mother’s hair and shoulders while she stays on your knees and keeps looking up at your with big sparkling eyes, already wondering when you can shoot again. It’s wonderful to be close like this and just let your mother kiss your balls until you’re ready for more. Five, ten times, as many as you can shoot, every day as the baby grows, to create positive feelings and closeness during the mother’s pregnancy. That’s what.