As she was placing her feet she saw her toe rings; a symbol that married women usually wear. Even before she could think she saw that Pierre did not m...ss a chance to tinkle with her anklets. Gradually she started sitting down, sank till the head of his cock was now against her labia with all the pressure on her leg muscles. Her pussy lips spread by his girth, they rested on the head, open as if to kiss it and then she lowered herself , inch by inch, taking up and down movements to ease him into. She'd been amazed by how quickly her belly had grown and how fast it had seemed when she'd felt their first movement. She'd been as thrilled with every stage and had asked many questions throughout. She'd been a bit worried when he said that he'd be there and help her with the birthing since contacting a doctor when she'd be giving birth to a litter might have them asking questions. But now she seemed more relaxed the closer to her due date that she became.She stopped at his chair and he rose,. I unbuttoned his shirt and had him slide his arms out of it. I started kissing him on his chest. Big wet kisses circling his nipples like he had done to me. I put my mouth over one and started to suck hoping he was enjoying it. His low grunts gave me my answer. I switch to the other giving it the same treatment, a kiss with a bit of tonguing. I sat up and started to unbutton his pants sliding them off and throwing them on the floor. I could see through his boxers how excited he had become due. When I entered the company building, I found the elevator was crowded. When the jarring vibrations began, everyone sardined inside let out collective groans of disapproval. Everyone, except I. Directly in front of me was an awesome brunette, whose ass cheeks had been firmly sandwiched against my thighs since we started the ride. She seemed the type of bitch to make the most of an unpleasant situation. When that crowded elevator finally slid to a groaning, rumbling halt between floors, both she.