It's not that bad, really, and honestly,you don't want to miss milking. You need to get up, wash and getdressed, now!" Goddamn it," Jesse muttered, fl...nging the covers back and sitting up,"Okay, I'm up. Happy?" We've got to get you dressed; come on!" She grabbed Jesse's hand andpulled.Reluctantly, he got to his feet, and a flush of embarrassment creptover his face as he remembered he was naked, having refused the nightbefore to wear a nightie."Let's go. Grab your toothbrush and whatever else. By the end of the weekend, I knew a pregnancy was most likely going to be a very real thing.”As Sandy liked to bump and grind that is how our lovemaking started off that night. Later as I plunged into Sandy and began hammering her pussy as we were laying on our sides as I didn’t want to get too wild as we had been in the past as she was pregnant. The short stroke I was using was frustrating me; I wanted to get deeper into her. I made her get on top of me, and we got down and dirty hugging, and. There was a knock at the door; I was in the garden at the time reading, it was her boyfriend, needless to say I asked him in, offering him a cool beer, it was a nice hot sunny day, telling him to go out into the garden and I’d bring his drink to him.When I finally had the drinks I went out into the garden, he’d taken a chair just below the recliner that I had for myself. Normally I’d have been wearing shorts, today however I’d a short skirt and blouse on, after seeing as to how he’d initially. In fact I’d be surprised if she couldn’t hear it above the noise of the kettle boiling. She popped her head round the door. ‘I’m Laura by the way.’ A minute later a tray with two mugs and a plate of biscuits appeared. ‘Don’t get up. Oh, you weren’t going to.’ Again, with a smile. I’d have to be on my toes, I could tell. I took a mug of brown liquid. ‘I’m Steve,’ I said. ‘Nice to meet you, Laura. Are you in the habit of inviting strange men into your flat?’‘Oh, I don’t think you’re that.