Sweat pasted my halter to my fake tits and my hair was fucked. Why the hell did I run to work when I should have taken a god damn cab? My dancing was ...eally going to suck.I checked the clock on my cell, 9:58. Only two minutes. Shit, I'd never be on time, not with all the make up and hair repair I had to do. Fuckfuckfuckfuck. That fuck-fest I'd had last night had gone on way too late. But fuck all if I could have stopped it. Hell, I thought those guys could have gone longer, fucking shame they. Sam just sat sobbing thinkingwhat the next few months would bring.Jackie continued I think we need a good sturdy bra for our little Mommybetter get her measured doe any body have a tape measure? If we don't gether into one soon she'll be able to tuck then in her knickers after thebirth.At this point Tina left the room to find a tape measure. She returned a fewminutes later clutching the measure and wearing a large smile."Okay pass this around her back" Sharon took hold of the other end. " "I know Cindy," she smiled, "but get to the job in hand please." I was in seventh heaven, the precum in my mouth was intoxicating; Aunty Sarah's scent filled my world as I continued to suck, determined to be the best I could be. I felt Cindy stroking my rose with her fingers, using more and more pressure until I allowed her to enter into me. Oh my god, the sensation as she pushed at least two past my ring, followed a second later by a third! I was stretched more then I thought possible. She. “Ah your voice is like the music a waterfall makes so sweet and gentle. What is your name fair maiden?” “Alana. I,m so cold!” “Stupid me, but of course you are! Let me build a fire and you can dry your dress by it!” She sat on a large stone with the warm pelt sound her and watched as the big man gathered dry twigs and tufts if grass to build the fire from, used flint to spark the flames, the fire soon going well enough to warm them both. I have driedmeat if you,re hungry Alana?” He offered..