It made me smile a little wider.It made me smile a little wider. I saw that she had the classic line of chocolate milk across her upper lip and mixed into her fur. I leaned over to lick it off, and to kiss her. She returned my kiss, warmly but with a sense of desperation. Her kiss became insistent, her tongue in my mouth, our eyes closed. The kiss lasted a long time, but finally I broke away. "What was that for?" I asked. "I don't know," she said shyly. "I just felt like... kissing you like that." I leaned over to kiss her again, and again she returned the kiss, a little slower this time, a little more self-consciously. I reached over and placed my hand on her belly, feeling the swelling there, the massive evidence of new life waiting. Two and half weeks, that's all that was left. I kissed her slowly, my hands trailing up her blouse to caress her soft breasts through the material. P'nyssa's breasts are normally small enough that she rarely wears anything, but they has swelled and so she was wearing a brassiere. I found it appropriate. I knew that she had found an excellent seamstress for the task, and she rarely complained. Her mitt strayed over to my crotch and through my pants I could feel the insistent pressure as she caressed my growing erection. |