”“Do you need to fly down there?”“Do you think I should be the one to go?”“Lynn, you are the one with the money. You were also his first l...ver. I have the biggest milk jugs and so, I should stay home and feed the babies and you should go take care of Paul.”“I wonder if he wakes up if they will release him and send him home.”“Lynn, if he has a severe concussion, they will not let him fly. The changes in air pressure can cause major problems. Let’s call a cab, pack your bag and get you on a plane. It was hard not to keep looking at her while we ate. Vicki thought Liam was adorable and turned all of her attention to our son and helping to feed him. Becca and Babs kept watching me watch Vicki and then smirk at me knowing what she was doing to me. Babs and I cleaned up while the sisters played with Liam, then bathed him and put him to bed. Afterwards, the girls came down stairs and I fixed some drinks. Vicki doesn’t drink so she had a soda. I asked Vicki what she did for a living and she. Jimmy’s strangled squeal is more cat than dog this time, and goes for staccato repeats as I move my hips in and out with short, sharp thrusts, joined in our rhythm by the jingling of the bell. The movements are small but energetic, my pounding on his sphincter leaving us both drenched in sweat, me from exertion; him from pain and fear. After a minute I look and see that my efforts are succeeding in tenderizing this tight young muscle; the first inch of the oversized glittery toy now firmly. "Did you think about this?" I unfastened her dress in the back and let it fall free to the floor. She stood in front of me in only the lace teddy with black bra and tights. She was super sexy."I did," she answered, catching her breath.I pushed her backwards on the couch, dropped my jacket and flannel on the rug, and began to move in front of her, swinging my butt back and forth. "You can touch anything you want to," I said. I lifted my hands up sensually through my hair and looked down at her..