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Pervy For Preggos | mistress_alexia | 22

 

The moment Shelly’s eyes meet Ryan’s and he is certain she will not look away, Ryan reached over to caress her cheek. His fingertips brushed a by a dangling lock of Shelly’s hair. Her eyes fluttered a bit as she leaned into the caress. “You’re such a beautiful woman, Shelly. You’re intelligent, graceful, a wonderful cook, elegant – your husband is a very lucky man.”

At the mention of her husband, Shelly’s eyes looked down as she raised her hand to move Ryan’s palm off her cheek. “My ‘lucky’ husband works long hours and travels regularly. I cook and clean because I’m lonely and frustrated and bored.”

With that, Shelly huffed and stated to turn away from Ryan. His hand resting lightly on her shoulder stopped her from turning fully away. “Then your husband is a fool,” Ryan whispered. He took her hand in his and gazed into her eyes as he kissed the back of her hand. The brief contact sent a small chill up Shelly’s spine. His eyes never leaving hers, Ryan kissed the back of her hand again. This time the kiss lingered for just a few seconds.

“Ryan,” Shelly muttered.

Ryan ignored her, his eyes taking in her full breasts, her smooth skin, her gorgeous, shifting belly. He turned Shelly’s wrist a bit and leaned down. This time Ryan’s lips and tongue caressed the inside of her wrist, right at the bundle of nerves below her palm. “Oh, Ryan,” Shelly moaned.

“Yes, Shelly?” Ryan, still holding Shelly’s hand, moved closer so their legs brushed against each other. Ryan’s left hand reached out to Shelly’s cheek, stroking it a couple of times before gliding down to the nape of her neck.

Shelly’s breath stopped for a second. “It’s been so long since anyone touched me like that.”

Tilting her head a bit, Ryan leaned down and kissed the hollow of Shelly’s neck. Shelly’s body leaned into him, her hardening nipples and firm stomach pushing against his chest. Ryan’s eyes caught a flash of movement. He looked up to see, directly behind Shelly, was Sue, leaning against the doorway into the living room. Sue’s thighs were rubbing slowly together as her right hand caressed her breast through her shapeless dress. Ryan looked at Sue as he whispered in Shelly’s ear. “Would you like to join me upstairs?” Both women nodded.

 

What happens next?


          All three go upstairs

 
 
 

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