One hand cupped at the crown of my head, holding my face smothered against his huge balls, his cock twitching and slapping deftly against my cheek. I ...ould feel the moisture welling in my thong as his scent and the sheer size of his sex tool overwhelmed me, smearing my lips from one sac to the other, sucking the saltiness from each one, slathering my tongue over the freshly shaved flesh. My lips were still spread, slurping at his scrotum when he lifted up in the backseat, swaying back and forth. I wasnt prepared for how charming and handsome he was. We talked, and I explained how it would be for a birthday present for my husband. Ah, he smiled, some birthday suits for the birthday boy. Nice. Want some wine? I said yes, and we drank a glass while discussing the photo styles. Then we drank some more while he showed me some of his work. His commercial work was fabulous, and then he showed me some personal model shots and portfolio prints. They were stunning works in craftmanship, and. It was all in good fun and everyone was playingtheir part, but after hearing Erica's voice it seemed to be followingKirsten everywhere. Inevitably the two met face to face. Erica was easily discernable, like most of the other men there shewas not very convincing in her attire. It took her a moment torecognize Chris under Kirsten. "Oh my god, Chris?" she said. "YeahEric" as Kirsten guessed at his name, "but it is Kirsten tonight. Can Italk to you for a minute alone?" The properly. The entire gang had made it known point blank that Jenny was not going to stand for hours cooking.Jenny's feet, back and legs were getting multiple massages every day now to ease her discomfort. She swore the boys were already in training. They were moving and kicking so much, she just knew they were going to be born with black and blue bruise marks.We had just visited the doctor on Friday for another checkup. Dr. Peterson, Susan as she insisted we call her, was very pleased with the blood.