“I don't need a babysitter. I'm sixteen!”We were standing in the doorway, my parents ready to leave.“Our point exactly,” she shot back routine...y. Dad was standing next to her, his suitcase in hand, hardly able to hide his knowing, devilish sneer. “We're gone for two weeks for some quality couple time and you need someone to take care of you.”“Why? I'm perfectly able to take care of myself,” now that sounded a lot worse than my last expression of discontent, I have to admit, thus failing to. "I packed your fucking bags. Now go be with your lover!"It was over. Twenty-one years of marriage was over. David Connelly knew there was no use and in a way a strong sense of relief rushed over him. Turning he picked up his luggage and walked into the hallway. Then stopping he looked back at Brenda."I'm sorry Brenda. Tell the k**s I am sorry."Brenda did not say a word but stood her back toward him waiting for him to leave. When she heard the front door close Brenda turned and stared at the. I leaned back pulling her with me so she was on top straddling me, I broke our kiss and began kissing my way down to her breasts. My mouth found her right nipple and pulled it into my mouth suckling and nipping at it. Bree began breathing harder with soft moans coming from her as I switched back and forth between breasts my hand slipping between us to cup her pussy through her panties and I could feel her wetness. Suddenly Bree pushed me away from her and slipped down to pull at my shorts. I. “What, lover?”“I assume you’re still fertile and I KNOW Caroline is. Wouldn’t you think it’s prudent for you both to get on the pill?”“Wow, I hadn’t even thought that far. You have to admit, this is all going rather quick, but that’s an excellent idea. I wouldn’t mind having another baby, although a 35 year age gap would be a little awkward. C SURE doesn’t need that hassle. You haven’t come in her yet, have you?”“No, our first time, I used a condom. I haven’t cum, not in either of you. Your ass.