" I could hear their subdued conversation but couldn't make out what was said until Julian himself came on the line. Somewhat to my surprise, he sound...d nervous, not as gung-ho as I'd expected. "Claire, I don't quite know what to say. But it will be good. I'm sure of that. We both want it to be good." Really both of you?" Oh yes. Val is - " He broke off, then spoke again, lowering his voice as though anxious not to be over heard. "Are you alone?" Yes." Well listen, I'm putting my hand up Val's. I’ll let you look at my tits while you do it.” That was a deal I wasn’t going to pass up.I tentatively took my cock and stroke a little while getting good eye full of tits. She was watching how I held my cock and how I stroked. I realized she was trying to learn a new technique. I was enjoying the view, so I didn’t stroke vigorously to cum. She realized what I was doing.“You are such a pervert! Get your rocks off so I can get dressed!”“Ok, ok” So I got serious and she watched intently. After. Barb and Jack had already returned when we got there. What took you two so long, Jack asked. Heather said I got lost and I replied that I had found some interesting formations with good cleavages and crevices. It was no lie, my cock had just explored a great little crevice. Heather and I did not get another opportunity that weekend, but a couple of week after she brought me a dish of lasagne. Well, I have some news. I am pregnant. As you know it could be yours, or Matts. You both have same. Where did all that come from about me giving you a ring to put on your finger."Even in the frightful mess she was, underneath her messy hair, dirty fingernails, and makeup free face, he could tell that she was beautiful. In the way that her blonde hair was wild, frizzy, and pulled back as if restrained when the rest of her spirit wasn't, she looked as if she just woke up from bed after a long night of sex. She smelled of sex. She exuded sex. More than sexy, she was the epitome of what every man.