I've known women who could have cared less if their belly never swelled, and even a few who didn't want children ... period. But for those who DO want...a child, that pull is stronger than lots of things, sometimes including society's standards of behavior. Most people would call her a cheating hussy, but I knew better. She wanted something and, under the circumstances, this was the only way she could get it. We could argue about whether she should have enjoyed it or not, but that's a. Le liya aur usne meri fee bhi nahi li do deen bad sunday ko uska phon aaya aur kaha aaj kya tum aa sakte ho maine kaha thik he me rat ke 11 baje uske ghar pahucha uska ghar bahut hi achchha tha maine jaise hi dorbell bajayi to ek khubsurat bhabhi ne darvaja khola me to use dekhta hi rah gaya usne skin tight t-shirt aur trouser pahan rakha tha uske boobs bahut bade aur gol the mera lund to use dekhkar hi khada ho gaya aur uske lips gulabi the muje to use dekhkar hi kiss karne ko man karne laga. She realized that she could see his reflection in the glass. She watched as he took a moment to admire her bottom. As he did so, he smiled, an expression she had never seen from him before. The warmth of the moment ended as his expression turned cool and business-like again. She watched him assume a stance at the edge of the desk that would allow him to swing the paddle with maximum force. She gripped the edges of the desk as terror gripped her stomach.Don’t scream. Don’t scream. Don’t. Tonight I want to show you I love you, and that requires the selfless sacrifice of not having a wank while I listen to you make yourself cum. I have a horny smile as I back off downstairs and call, "Hi honey, I'm home." I call louder as I climb the stairs noisily. I don't want to frighten you and I slowly push the bathroom door open, poking my head round and giving you my best smile. You smile a sheepish smile back and say, "Looks like you caught me!" I was right after all! Her hand was between.