Lucas sticks his index finger inside Riley's sensitive and swollen opening. Riley groans and gripped the bed sheets with her hands when Lucas fingers ...er hole. Lucas sticks another finger inside Riley and pumps harder. Her juices were coating Lucas' fingers. Lucas placed Riley's leg over his shoulder and starts to lick her clit while he pumps his fingers inside her. Riley breathes hard as Lucas removes his fingers out of her honey pot and stuck them in his mouth to taste her. Riley stares in. But no, he was still here, looking slightly concerned, handing me a glass of water, chuckling to himself. His hand was on my back, patting. But even when my coughing stopped, his hand remained there. 'He's just being a gentleman, making sure I am okay,' I thought to myself. His hand was now stroking my back, first gently, then with more pressure, sliding down to my waist. It felt good, and I squinted. “You like this, don't you?” he asked, pulling me closer. For one split second I felt afraid,. I looked to Tim as I put two bowls on the table and saw him deliberately sucking on two of his fingers while looking a Mom. He looked at me smiling. “Your Mother is quite wet, dear.”“Yes Sir, I know.”“I thought you might.”The dinner was wonderful. Mom really is a good cook. Towards the end of dinner Tim turned to Mom, “Dear, you seem to be continuing the dress code established last week when we were playing.”She looked at me, “Yes, Sir.”“Then I take it you are intending to continue to do. Sara handed him Lydia and poured the coffee. ‘What’s up with Carson?’ ‘She doesn’t want you to do it, Harry.’ ‘She said that to me, but don’t do what?’ ‘She didn’t say, think Harry, you must know.’ ‘I don’t know anything,’ Harry whined, his mind a complete blank. ‘Dad-dah,’ said Lydia, blue around the mouth. Sara didn’t appear to have heard what he thought was Lydia’s first word. ‘Sit down and flip her over, and rub her back in the way I’ve taught you Harry. She has wind.’ Babies are just as.