Chalo abb naha lo.Hum bath room me gaye.Mom ne shower chala diya sis or mom nahane lg gyi.Onka gila badan to meri jaan li raha tha.Mom ne muje lund se...pakda or apni or khich liya.Mom ka hath lgte hi mere jism me agg lg gyi.Sis sab dekh rahi thi.Mom ne apni bra or panty otari or sope leke apni or meri full body ko lagaeya.Mane neha ko bi pakada or apne lund ko oski gand ke niche chipka diya.Neha ke muh che ahh bai nikl geya or fir hum ek dusre ko nahate huee chute rhe.Mom ke mamme hava me azad. ." And I'm sure he won't," her mother interrupted, "Sir Henry is a gentleman. He wouldn't dream of doing anything wrong." But mummy, in London..."Again she was interrupted, this time with, "Don't be so silly. I'm sure you exaggerate what happened. A man may kiss his fiancée I suppose? I doubt it went any further than that."Clearly her mother did not care what she did with Sir Henry, or even what he did to her, provided the marriage was not imperilled.In the six weeks after the trip to London. With her massive tummy it wasn’t possible to go missionary so we did it doggy. After that she said can we do it once more and then she wanted it on top. I don’t know why but we both seemed to be having a fantastic time and being naked and pregnant it felt really great. She then said look can I sleep in your bed tonight – I think we can do it again a couple more times and that’s what happened – we fucked in every way it was possible to get my cock into her cunt front back on top and every other. I lifted my body from the couch and slowly walked to the door. When I opened the door, my jaw dropped and my stomach wriggled. There was not a pizza guy bringing the delivery; but a girl; a sexy girl…She stared at me and smiled, offering the pizza slices and the beer. But I made her come in; pointing at the couch.The sexy girl, with no hesitation, without a bit of surprise; just plopped herself down, opened the delivery box of pizza and began to eat one of my slices. I opened the beer bottle.