Tonight had been very different from our usual sex, and I glowed inside with apleasant tingle. I was almost done when they joined me. Ellie looked sle...py-eyed and exhausted, but Patrick was his usual energetic self.Once in bed, I announced my feelings about the sex of my baby, and Ellie said, "Mother's instincts are hardly ever wrong."I agreed with that, then Patrick said, "I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, as long as it's healthy." She, Patrick, she," I giggled. "Get used to it!"He smiled. Inever dreamed I could be a mother for my children. It was so touching,and hit straight into the deepest part of my heart. I hugged my littlegirl tightly and shook my head to tell her that I wasn't angry at all."Daddy, I'm sorry. Please don't cry anymore," Stacy apologized. Hervoice cracked a little and tears welled in her eyes."No, sweetie. I'm not angry. Mommy is just too happy to have a daughterlike you." Huh? Mommy?" Well, I'm your special Mommy now. And you're my special daughter,Stacy.". I began lifting his shirt up, showing him I wanted it now. He helped me lift off his shirt, throwing it onto the floor next to mine. He picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He kissed me passionately, while walking me to the nearest wall. He pushed me against it so my back was pressing on it and holding me up between it and him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he began to pull down his pants. I felt his huge cock spring out, and I let out a gasp. I pushed my head close to. I smiled sluttishly and then reached on my breasts to unhook my brassiere and then pulled it out too. Then I slipped my saree out of my waist band and let it fall to floor. Then holding my petticoat cord in one hand I pulled it to let it fall free from my slim sexy waist. The minister reached forward and with one swift motion he pulled my satin panties down to my ankles. I kicked them free.The minister stood up to admire the curves of my body. My beautiful round milky breasts with their erect.