As she wriggleddown tighter the black leather padding of the seat and her tight girdlesqueaked and formed an airtight seal! With that she fluffed her ...acy andperfumed white nylon slips and her satin lined herringbone wool skirt outover Timmy's head and let the moments pass.Darkness descended upon Timmy as he heard the satin swish of Madge'sheavy wool skirt and slips and then the darkness as they enveloped hishead. Her full weight now pressed against his face pinning him to thetable and the. ......." So, what is fucking going on?" he asked. "What are you saying?" Damn it, Ronnie, I already told you. And I'm not making a joke," I said,calmly and very seriously. "Ronnie, honey, I don't know how it is evenpossible, but we are going to have a baby. Honey, I am really pregnant." Kelly, sweetheart, look at me. We both know that is completelyimpossible."he told me very matter-of-fact."You think I don't know that? How do you think I felt trying to tell Dr.Jackson that I could not possibly. Roger though, cried and bawled the whole time. The captain was disgusted and brought his hand down on Roger's arse again. "You will wear her skirt little baby girl," he seethed, "She can wear your shorts." Fortunately there was no rule that we had to suck them clean afterwards. I found out later there had been disease problems some years previously and now there were a supply of tissues always on hand for that purpose.Our guide was again summoned to take us to the lounge and to find Roger a. I looked at him horrified. "Let's go into the office." the bar tender suggested. The bar tender, whose name was Pete, led the way. My husband pushed me towards the office. Once inside Pete undone his trousers dropped them to the floor followed by his underwear. He stroked his cock until it was fully erect. "OK" said my husband "Get down on your knees and suck his cock." No way. That's not going to happen. I'm not sucking him." I yelled. "Get your belt" my husband said to Pete as he removed his.