I typed in several smiley faces in response and went in to bed.* 3 *We went out several times over the next couple weeks. I always drove butwe worked ...ut a plan that if you planned the date, you paid. We discussedgoing dutch but it made things complicated trying to be sure the othercould afford it. Neither of us was rich nor broke. We both lived on apretty tight budget and the symphony date tapped my extra funds untilnext month. It was great that she was so understanding of that, and. 'I want to part your legs...' He did. 'And wet my fingers...' He did. '...and rub that little already too excited clit of yours.' He took his fingers off my button and with both of his hands he turned me over pushing the side of my face and chest into the door. He gathered my hands behind me and held it tohether with his left hand, while his right one was playing all over my pushed out easily accessible bottom. 'You have no idea how much I want to bend you over the bed and dig my tongue into. But Leila’s belly was not only bloating in her dream. Something had grown inside of her womb overnight and now she lay on her bed looking like a pregnant woman.Suddenly, her dream vanished along with everything else. Her mind went completely blank. Leila opened her eyes, oblivious to her surroundings, while a strange feeling intensified within her loins. She couldn’t think about anything except one thing. Birth!Leila sat on the bed with a stiff, robotic motion. She stared fixedly at the wall in. "…Sam? Sorry…" There's nothing to be sorry about," I said sexily. Apart from the good taste, there was something dirty about it that really turned me on, some kind of fetish. I got up on the seat on which she was still lying, and stood, legs apart, over her head. Letting go, I pissed on her face right there. She giggled and opened her mouth. As I filled up her mouth, she swished it around some before swallowing, and smiled. Squatting down, I rubbed my pussy all over her tits as I pissed some.