1. Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 18


    Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Diary, Blowjob, Male/Female, Romance, Spanking, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 88, Source: sexstories.com

    about how much they had missed me this week, and how happy they were that I was home. Meanwhile, Lindsay was getting bombarded with hugs and kisses from Trish. Things became even better once Devon and Scarlett entered the picture, carrying Kaden and Piper, respectively, in their attentive arms. It was definitely well past the bed-time of my 11-month-old and 7-month-old pair of children, yet that did not deter me from showering them with kisses and affection as well. They were tired and fussy, and obviously not in the best of moods, but I was overjoyed to see them regardless. Kristanna and Pamela continued to hug and love on me even as I took Kaden and Piper into each arm and cradled them to my shoulders. When they finally relented, Kristanna and Pamela turned their attention toward Lindsay. At the same time, I had a nice, little reunion with Trish, followed by Devon and Scarlett. Indeed, I led quite the charmed life. But someone very important, I quickly noticed, was missing... "Where is Amy?" "Sleeping," Kristanna told me in response. "She has not been feeling well the past couple of days." "Is she okay?" I asked, concerned. "Amy is deep into her pregnancy," Pamela reminded me. "It is normal for her to have stretches where she feels tired and sluggish, like now." Pamela smiled sweetly and added, "Plus, I think Amy has really missed you this week, Jeremy. She is not quite the same without you around." "None of us are," Kristanna pouted. "We didn't want to wake her up," Trish ...
    chimed in. "All of us figured that she could see you in the morning." "Well, _I_ am going to wake Amy up," I announced to the group. "Because I want to see her." Moments later, I was alone as I stepped into the sprawling, luxurious bedroom that I shared with my six wives and one fiancee. Upon the mattress was the magnificent and alluring Amy, who quietly slept away in a black modal maternity robe. I could not help but to smile; Amy's baby bump seemed even more pronounced than it was when I last saw her five days ago. I knelt down next to Amy and grasped her left hand with my right. It seemed a bit swollen, but that was normal for a woman well more than seven months into her pregnancy. "Amy?" I whispered, gently kissing her cheek. "Baby, you awake?" My 32-year-old bride stirred for a brief instant, then her eyelids fluttered open and she gazed at me. "Jeremy..." Amy sighed, her lips forming a tender smile. "You're home." I squeezed her hand a bit tighter and used my opposite to rub and caress her bulging belly. "How are you doing?" "Better now." Amy glanced around for a moment, but then re-focused upon me. "Where is Lindsay?" "She'll be along shortly," I promised. "Hey... I heard you haven't been feeling good the past few days. What's up?" Amy glanced toward her baby bump and breathlessly giggled. "I'm getting fatter?" She shook her head and added, "Just feel worn down, exhausted. Scarlett says it is normal." She smiled at me again. "Did you and Lindsay have a good flight back ...
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