This might be a place to send Greg shopping, she thought. The lingerie they had was sinfully elegant, fit for a courtesan lady. Fit for a sinful affai... between secretary and boss. Yes, this is definitely the place to send Greg. “Could I have one of your business cards to give to a friend?” “Certainly ma’am, here you go.” “You do assist gentlemen customers, don’t you?” “Of course, many women send their gentlemen to see us, both kinds.” They chuckled together and Laura handed over her VISA card. It was almost time for school to let out and she had four girls to pickup."Isn't he just precious?" Michelle asked, holding her baby on her shoulder burping him."Indeed he is," Melissa agreed as the boy held his aunt's little finger in his tiny hand. "But if he has any of you in him, he's going to be a handful. He'll have all the girls chasing after him. Look at those big blue eyes." It stand to reason that with both parents having blue eyes he should have the same." I won't be having anymore,". "Just let me know if it gets to be too much," was her reply. He could really do just about anything on his own, but I wouldn't let him. I even moved into his room just in case he needed me at night.Josh was great about me being at his side. Then bath time came up. He was against me bathing him. He could see the hurt in my eyes as I was explaining how he couldn't get the cast wet and what if he fell getting in or out of the tub. "You could drown," I told him. He gave in and made me happy, or. Bent over... that beautiful full frame... leaning over the bed. Her breasts swaying as your clumsy oaf of a stepfather attempts to get his rocks off. The sounds you heard, his. The mirror is positioned in front of them, at the side of the room. You see her... long brown curls bouncing with the movement as her eyes gaze around the room... bored. Unhappy. His eyes are squeezed shut as he grunts loudly and pulls his out noticeably small dick and dribbles cum onto her perfectly plump ass. He bends.