I’m calling the doctor and then I’ll call both of our offices and tell them that we’re going to be late or we may not be there at all… dependi...g on what the doctor says!’ She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. ‘Charles… I don’t want anything to go wrong! We can’t lose this baby now!’ she squeaked fearfully. He went to her and helped her to stand. He held her for a moment. ‘You’re not in any pain, so that’s a good sign. This may be nothing, but we’re going to have the doctor check you out. I felt her, nestled to me, her back against me. Then I understood. Amelia’s naked buttocks were pressed into my groin. My morning erection was held by soft thighs, her hand gently pressing my shaft to her pussy. My erection swelled. Amelia answered with a gentle squeeze. Reaching around her, I cupped her delicate breast, so sexy and arousing.I kissed her neck. “Good morning.”Amelia wiggled her bum, an altogether sensual move. “Morning, Mike,” she whispered.My erection throbbed rhythmically,. The garden was set as a roman arena.Roger, my husband, downed the wine in a single swallow, replaced the empty glass on the silver tray in Belinda’s hand and made his way through the throng of guests straight for the spirits table, pouring himself a generous measure of Roberts scotch, before turning round and facing the multitude of chatting and dancing family guests, looking more like a rotund Nero than a Greek Adonis. “Ignorant bastard,” I heard Paul mutter under his breath, as he watched his. I couldn’t stop thinking about the rush it would be to go somewhere secluded, put them on and have a quick walk around outside the car. I dry swallowed.“Are you insane?” I said to my-self. “That, my dumb, slutty friend, would be a bridge too far.”But my thoughts kept weighing up the various assortment of isolated, dark places near-by. Those of unfrequented passage and cloistered seclusion where my first venture would go undisturbed. “Canrich Weir”, I blurted. Being the first.
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