My baby now standing in an elegant pale pink set of silk pajamas. Wanting to know if she likes and if they are warm I ask. My answer is her crossing ...er arms in a self embrace and nodding with her brilliant smile. She pads over to me and sits. Strange how we peer at one another, like we have known each other forever, and as if it were the first time. Leaning in, she gives me a small kiss on the cheek. Fingers spread across the silk and a whisper of thanks is swiftly followed by a blush. As. “You have one fine ass, girl!” “Thank you, Sir.” As if to reinforce his compliment, he squeezed my butt cheeks and then slid his fingers between my crack and stroked my ass over and over. He stopped short of actually poking my anus, but it was everything but. Then I heard his chair scrape back on its wheels and he stood up. I wanted to look round, but didn’t want to presume to do so, without being asked. What followed, was the sound of unbuckling and the rustling of his pants and I knew he was. “Pull them down,” she said, raising her hips off the couch. I did, and her white cotton panties came into view. The crotch area was wet, and her dark bush was clearly visible, as well as her thick cameltoe. “Give me a kiss.” We both knew exactly where that kiss was to be, and we both knew I would do exactly as she said. As I neared her pussy, I was overwhelmed with the aromas of sex. Although she had been riding and sweating, it was obvious she had been fucked that morning and whoever had done. "NO! I tried to scream...PULL OUT!Christa whispered into my ear: "Fucking little man-girl! You may have made me pregnant with that stunt earlier. Well, turnabout is a bitch, and so am I! Enjoy this, you stupid little Hilary Swank wannabe."The guy was getting into the short strokes now. I could feel his penis getting bigger inside me as he hammered at my pussy. Nooooo...I was definitely ovulating!Then Christa said, "Actually...you should pull out and cum on her back. Better safe than sorry.".