The joys of pregnancy

You don't know exactly why, but women seem to look sexier when they're pregnant. Not that Morgan and Janelle weren't sexy to begin with, but motherhood added something special, something you just couldn't put your finger on. Maybe it was just the glow that pregnancy brings to all women? If it was, Morgan and Janelle seemed to be blessed with more of it than usual. Whatever the case was, you and Bill just could not get enough of either of them, and they, in turn, couldn't get enough of either of you.

There was one day in particular when you were fucking Janelle from behind while Bill fucked Morgan from behind right beside you. You suddenly got this wicked idea in the back of your head, and you leaned over and whispered to Bill, hoping neither of the girls would hear you. As you told Bill your idea, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "That's a great idea!" he said to you, in whispered tones.

You and Bill started imagining what it would be like to fuck these two beautiful women while what you were planning on doing to them was taking place. It made you both harder, and you both started fucking the two women with wreckless abandon. "AAAAUUUUGGGHHH! Bill! Slow down, you're going to give the baby a concussion!" Morgan managed between moans. Yet she and Janelle were slamming back hard into the both of you like they couldn't get enough.

It was an amazing fuck, and both girls went ballistic with orgasms that seemed endless. Morgan and Janelle both collapsed onto the floor, still feeling the effects. It wasn't for quite some time that either of them was able to speak. They lay there cooing and moaning as you and Bill held them close.

It was Morgan who finally found the strength to speak. "So what in hell got you two so wound up?" she asked.

Bill looked at her with a sheepish grin. "Well, if you must, know it's all your husband's fault. He came up with the bright idea that we should buy a milking machine and have it specially adapted for the both of you. That way we can fuck you while we milk you." He looked at Morgan. "And something tells me you'd like that, wouldn't you? You and Janelle would be our slutty little pregnant milk cows."

It was at that point you piped in. "I think we should take a vote on it. All those in favor of buying a milking machine, raise your hand."