I reach up and grab the zipper that goes down the front of the corset, slowly going inch by inch, like you are sitting there watching me. I unzip down...to the bottom of my breasts, they are ready to pop out even more now. I bite my lip and smile as I look at you, your eyes begging for me to let them out. I unzip the rest of the way and let it fall to the floor. I shiver a little as I feel the cool air on my naked breasts. I take them both in my fingers and rub them, teasing them. I pinch them. There was no morning sickness, no tender breasts, no hemorrhoids or varicose veins, none of the discomforts that usually accompany pregnancy. At least that’s what I’d been reading online. In fact, she said repeatedly that she felt better than she could ever remember feeling. She said she even felt more mentally together. Academically and in every other way, she was at the top of her game. She got quite an ovation when she took her bow at the end of the school play because she’d upstaged all the. I go weak in the knees as my hand reaches down and caresses your cock. I stop kissing you for a moment and utter, "MMM-baby, looks like something is begging for attention!" I unzip your pants and stroke your cock as your fingers reach under my shirt and pinch my hard nipples. We kiss again and you say, "Let’s go somewhere and fuck!" I reply, "You lead the way." You guide me inside the house, lay a blanket on the floor, and tell me not to move. You want to strip me and kiss every inch of me as. I was introduced to this lady and yes she was of legal age, 29 I think. Before me she had only dated African American men but for some reason we clicked and she had part of my dark weird humor in her but we got together at her apartment and before we even took our clothes off she started telling me all this crap about why before me she had only dated black men and the last one she said had a big penis and they were broke up and he was living with another woman and they had a small baby but any.