Phir maine uth ke kamre ki bati ko band kar diya. Abhi hum dono ke beech koi laaj ki deewar nahi thi. Main Ritu ke paas jake uske t-shirt ke andar hat... dal ke uske breasts ko misalna suru kiya. Hatho me leke unhe dabata raha. Aur uski muh se awwaz nikal aye………….aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhTabhi maine uske T-shirt ko utar di aur dekha ke woh bra nahi pahni thi. Maine jab puchha to boli, “koi jaruurat nahi hai, yeh to itni chhoti hai, aur tana hai ke hamesha khadi hoke rahti hai.” Uske. Finally, I met his eyes. "You were taking a crash course in how to be Momma's favorite little Pussy Boy."Ted's expression went bleak, so I added, "Come on, you knew that, didn't you? You can admit it -- it's just us, here." I ... suspected..." he muttered, gazing at the floor. "Why?" That's a long story," I said, settling back in my chair. It wasn't going to be easy to explain, either. I had a pad of paper on my desk and a pen... "In the first place, Son, we merely accelerated something that. It wasn't to long till he mentioned he was near to cumming, I told him to pull out and delay his orgasm, which he did. I moved to stand behind him and jerked his cock off. He soon shot his cum on to the shower floor as he moaned. Once he was finished cumming, we got out the shower and dried off before heading to the bed. His cock went soft from cumming and it still was a little cold so we got under the duvet. He laid on his back and I kneeled over his face. I spread my pussy lips while he was. ‘What am I missing?’ Danny asked. Claire smiled. ‘Congratulations, to you both,’ she murmured before walking into the mess. ‘Jess?’ Danny asked. Jessica smiled a little. ‘I had Claire run a pregnancy test earlier. It was positive,’ Jessica answered, her voice soft, unsure of how he’d feel about having a third child in the space of three years. Danny kissed Jessica lovingly. ‘Are you okay?’ he asked, seeing the uneasy look on her face. Jessica nodded. ‘I love you Danny,’ Jessica murmured. Danny.