The ambience in the room was slowly becoming resplendent with erotic odour. . . Srilekha was humming or mumbling in ecstasy against Sutanu’s every s...ueeze, rhythmically. However, gradually Sutanu moved to her ‘little puffed’ nether belly and abdomen, and carefully embrocated oil over it. He was careful that he was aware that Srilekha was pregnant now. Well, after a couple of minutes of embrocation, Sutanu’s hands again came back to her aloft breasts and resumed kneading them with. It's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I've never felt so happy, so alive, as these last few weeks." Me too, Mom. Me too. I love you so much!"As she kept on jacking off his thick boner while they stood at her doorway, she said, "Suzanne and I had a good talk today. She's helped me see that I'm a creature designed for pleasure - for YOUR pleasure. What good is it having a centerfold mommy if you can't play with her curvy, busty body? I need to be more lenient about some of my. Thank you for not fucking it up, just me." Kissing me she slowly made her way down the hall to her room.I just shook my head, had it just been her I might have let it go. No, I found out it was both of them, plus they were working together, to what end I didn't know. I damn sure wasn't going to stick around to find out either.The next day I remained as normal as I could, I had a few things set up for the remote after I was gone. As I headed out I kissed my wife for what I knew in my heart was. “What are you doing today, Pavel?” Taylor asked.“Going to the park. Mamma wants me to hear a man play old music. She says if I practice I can learn to play old music.”“Stravinsky, dear,” she said, rustling his hair. “Not old.”Taylor smiled at him. The child had said ‘Strah-riy,’ which was one of the more common ways to say something was old. The five-year-old had jumbled the word with the unknown name, switching it the way children sometimes do in every language.The correction bounced off the.