I looked down at Becky asleep on her bed and put a blanket over her. Indian porn Eventually we did actually get back to studying there in the living room for a few hours until Judy came home. Becky then went upstairs while I bent over and began cleaning the couch of the spilled “water”. But didn’t I owe it to my wife and my first two children to be honest and tell her. She turned beet red and ashamedly crossed her arms over her chest, trying futilely to cover it more and remembering she’d been exposed to me just a few moments ago, “I didn’t mean to. She told me my wife was waiting for me for dinner, but invited Lisa to stay for dinner with them and offered her a ride home afterwards. “Lisa… I tucked my sticky and shriveled cock back in my pants and lifted Becky to her bed. Sure she was only a month along, but I made a mental note to take it easier on her now that she was carrying a precious child. She doesn’t know yet. My mistress. I’d still be behind her, but able to see the front of the couch instead of the back.
