“There’ll be two more soon.”“Come on then hurry up,” she chided me. “I’m dying to get down there.”“We’ll go via the market mum, yo... need to buy a bikini.”“What for, I’m not going to wear one?”“Oh all right then, but I warn you, the staff here might not like you walking through reception stark naked.”“Oh all right,” she giggled. “Smartypants.”The market was near to the entrance to the beach and sold everything you could think of from beachwear to cooking pots. But thankfully mum just wanted to. ‘Do you know?’ I asked him. ‘Yeah, Hawke told me this morning. How do you feel about that?’ ‘I think it’s fantastic. You know she’s having a baby? We’re due on the same day. What do you think are the odds of that?’ ‘Slim to none. I suspect you guys won’t deliver on the same day.’ Jordan bent his head forward and rested his forehead on my belly. ‘Hi, baby. It’s your daddy. How are you today?’ Jordan kept his ear close to my stomach, hearing the faint heartbeat of the baby. ‘You know, it’s kind. I really had just intended to offer my help with whatever she needed to do. But what she needed to do was more urgent and more intimate than I expected. She dumped the dishes and turned to me."I can't stand it anymore, Philip," she said.She unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and in one motion slid them along with her panties down to her ankles. She leaned up against the dishwasher and spread her knees to offer me her pussy."Fuck me," she said. "You don't need to be gentle and you don't need to. The hand slowly slid to the front of my body until it stopped on my upper thigh.I could now see it belonged to a man. Continuing to move his hand upward on my thigh, he reached his final destination–my crotch. Massaging my cock through the fabric of my pants, my cock was now responding to his touch.Instinctively I moved my body closer to his, my ass now rubbing against the bulge in his pants. Continuing to massage my cock through my pants during the bus ride, this stranger could now feel my.