It was as bad as I had feared: The son was mine but the baby daughter wasn't. It was the most painful day in my whole life.Now I printed small yellow ...abels to some of the OBSERVER front pages that read, "The name of the cheating married teacher with her lover's child is Christine Bladh-Adamson."I mailed those magazines to Christine's parents, her sister, her headmaster, her union secretary, to the local newspaper and to the library.Back home after work Christine stared at me and she must seen. "I snorted, but managed to suppress a full out laugh. Sandy began to giggle and Sunny started to titter.Angelica cleared her throat. Perhaps she had allergies.We were all laughing but managed to keep it soft.Angelica raised her eyebrows, tilted her head and left the room.That occasioned more giggling which we quickly got under control.When we settled, I urged Sunny, "Go on. You have to give us more than that." Patience," she said. "Though the movement was long over, I was a hippie, straight. Her smiled wavered and faded away.“Oh,” said Sean. “Lara.” He waved her over, to be out of sight of the house, and she came; slowly. “Look ... we’d never...”“Never touch you, unless it was what you wanted,” Freddie confirmed, checking again that his shrinking cock was safely clad.“Never ever, unless we were absolutely sure.”“Certain sure. Never. It was a game, and a bit exciting, in that way, you know, but we’d never...”“Never do anything, anything at all, that we weren’t sure you wanted,”. Finally, he takes the bowl which is almost empty, and drips the remaining liquid over Morgane’s parts. He lays the bowl beside them and licks your lips, eating the chocolate that is mixed with your body liquid that cant help but to run down slowly around her. Teasing her pearl, suckling, eating a delicious dessert that is herself. He makes her cum with only his tongue and lips. She hold his head there, as she has waves of orgasms. Once all clean of chocolate, they get up and closes the circle,.