She drank down the last drop and crawled out from under me, while still stroking my cock. She leaned in and whispered to me.She said, “You need to r...lax so it does not hurt.”What did she mean by that I thought? I guess we were not done, so what could be next. I may not have needed to ask that question, because I was about to discover what she meant. She was still slowly stroking me and someone grabbed my hips and got behind me. I felt large amounts of oil being poured on my ass crack. It felt. Another group were in a paddock near the pavilions. They had a couple of backhoes going and they were digging a foundation. Others were moving items from anti-grav sleds and stacking them into a two-point-five meter cube that was across the road from the workings. Curious, he started walking that way.He got about halfway up the road when he heard his name being called. He had to chuckle as he saw his very pregnant wife hurrying towards him. She was holding her tummy as she hurried. Her lovely. She gets one of my feet up, removes my shoe and the flight suit, and does the same with the other. The shoes smack the wall with a hollow sound, as she throws them behind her.She raises her body, she raises her head, she looks at me. Her eyes are no longer two suns, they are the big bang, exploding with lust.She puts her arm around my waist, guiding me forcefully, almost violently. She pushes me on her bed, on my back. I bounce by the force, finally stopping in the middle. She gets her hands in. “Can you hand me that tape measure?” My hand shaking, I handed it to her. She wrapped it around her and gave the ends to me behind her back. I put them together and measured. She placed it on her breasts and I measured again. She scribbled on some paper to do some math for a second. “Wow I’m already a Double F cup already!”. She put the vest on again and only did the bottom two buttons. It was now open to well below the bottom of her breasts. I was seriously afraid she would pop out. She was.