Like all the other women, her belly button was now fully out.“I’m not sure,” Karen said, scratching her head. “H-how does it feel?”Soft and ...phrodisiacal laughter came from all of the women as they looked down at their bellies and continued cradling them. “It’s surreal,” Olivia said, moving closer to Karen. “You feel full all the time, but there’s a sense of expansion coming from it. You can really feel the growing and the life within you.” Without being asked, Karen began rubbing Olivia’s. “Such a painslut.”“Yes, Sir.” My voice was barely audible, my chest still rising and falling rapidly. I was vaguely aware of you withdrawing and moving away. I was too weary to try to follow your movements so I just rested, allowing my mind to drift as my body continued to calm. My eyes closed. I don’t know how long I lay there. My next thought was an awareness of something warm and soothing rubbing across my labia. It felt like some kind of cloth. With effort I raised my head to see you. I thought for a minute, yes we had done some swapping, swinging, dogging, and several other things. But it was always with people our own age. I was not sure about swapping my tight wife with some old dried out senior pussy. I mean his wife was not bad looking for her age, but come on. "I might be interested." I replied. When we got home my wife mentioned that the old woman had asked her the same thing the old man asked me. I laughed. "Pretty sure that will never happen." I laughed. My wife. Beth closed her eyes and laid her head back. Then she felt Daria's tongue lick the inside of her thighs and she issued another moan. Less than a second later that same warm tongue entered her pussy.Beth struggled to keep her voice low as Daria's tongue flicked across her clit and her hands gently stroked her legs. This was not the first time she had her pussy licked, but it never felt this good. Daria was right, boys have no idea how to touch a female.It didn't take long until Beth felt her.