It seemed to be one of the items ofclothing he most enjoyed putting on."Thankyou for reminding me about your present to Rob."Steve looked dumbstruck. ...I think a few photographs of me to go with yourswould be nice don't you? Perhaps you could do the honours." I struck apose. Steve blindly reached for the camera and took a shot. Suddenly Irealised I was not doing this for Steve, or for Rob, but for me, mysatisfaction, my kicks. I carried on revelling in the power and control."I'm sure he would. I'm afraid that I didn't much fancy that one at all. I'd read about her during her trial, and what I'd learned had sickened me. No - she could go on burning. There had to be better candidates.Mike had decided by now that the best way to get me out was inside a delivery van. They came and went all day, bringing us various supplies. So, I'd hide inside one before it left, and they'd drive me to the hospital. Later, I could be smuggled back inside the same way. We had to be careful not to let too. "Okay, we will paint this room and then we can clean up and we are all done. Here is your roller," Larry said handing Dave one of the rollers he had brought in from the garage.They spent the next several hours painting Larry's living room. Just about as normal as it would be with two friends tackling such a job, except one of them was naked with a very erect cock. Once the painting was done, Larry helped Dave move all the painting supplies back out to the garage."Well slut, I love seeing you. Her hormones were raging as her hand went under my shirt feeling my chest. I felt fair was fair, so I reached over and felt her swollen breast marveling at how big they were. I put my hand under her maternity blouse and felt her sexy belly, loving how its shape felt under my hand, her naval just beginning to poke out from the inner force against it. ‘Are you sure you want to do this?’ She asked me. Feeling that I wouldn’t find her attractive being pregnant. When she told me that, I could only.