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Things gradually started moving and in 4 months since that dinner, Susan and I tied the knot. It was not a “Big-Fat-Indian-Wedding”, but a 30 minu...e appointment at a registrar’s office. The same evening we board a train to Mumbai to start a new chapter in our lives.We reached Mumbai the following morning. We checked into a hotel and spent the night together. It was my first night with Susan – that too in a new place. I was nervous. Before we got married Susan had honestly told me that she was. ”“Daisy, could you bring me and my girls three ‘virgin pina coladas,’ please? Oh, and a double order of chips with wasabi aioli please, as an appetizer?” I asked smiling up at her cute face with dimples and ringlets of blonde hair.“Yessir, I can do that - Anything else ya want, Charles?” she said looking right at me, ignoring everyone else.“That’s it for now, Daisy,” Kalista said, breaking the moment up.Daisy left as I realized I’d been staring at her.“You got four of us already Charles,. I took his hand in mine, kissed it, sucked his index finger into my mouth, licking it, and pushed against the cock interred in my ass.My son moaned. I doubt he'd ever known a tighter place.I pushed again, and then again. Soon His thighs were pressed against my ass cheeks. He was all the way in me. I focused on his fuck-meat, hard and throbbing in my asshole. I was a fuck-goddess. It was erotic, hot; I had totally surrendered to him. I might be his Mom, but I was also his whore, his slut, his. They had agreed to pretend that afternoon never happened and they had gone their separate ways. It wasn’t until she got home that she realized she had forgotten to take her next set of birth control pills. Caitlin looked at the clock and walked into the bathroom and stared at the test on the counter. She hated how cutesy those pregnancy tests looked and she sighed as she saw the 2 dark pink lines. She had known she was pregnant before she had taken the test but at least this was proof. She.
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