She said her child is sick and not drinking milk. I saw her husband coming from the office a few hours back so I asked about him. She said that he is ...runk and started scolding using bad words.I took her on my bike. She had her child so she was resting on my back holding my hips. My cock was hard and I was in full mood enjoying the ride. A lady doctor checked and treated her baby and asked to check her that whether her baby is able to drink now.She took her boobs out in front of me and put it. ’ ‘It’s OK now. He’s gone now.’ Tom said, his mouth almost touching her ear. It had been ten minutes since her shooter and she was beginning to exhibit some effects of his drug cocktail. His light breath on her ear wakened instinctive thrills in the pit of her stomach and spontaneous stiffening of her increasingly sensitive nipples which dimpled her sweater as she drew away. ‘Here, drink this, it will make you feel better.’ She gulped down her shooter as Tom drank his and then appreciatively. .. No...can't hold my breath any....blblblblb...the bubbles of my last breath going up to the surface....where IS he ? I'm drowning...drowning...I stop struggling, close my eyes and resign myself to my fate...But then...strong arms around me... I panic and throw my arms around him, tight, dragging him down with me. But he's strong, so strong, and breaks free of my embrace, gets behind me. Oh, my God, his mouth on mine, giving me air...yes, oh, yes. I go limp as he pulls me to the surface. On. After five years of marriage, she could still awaken his imagination with just a flirty tone. "I guess I'd better put this paperwork aside for the day," he said, and blew her a kiss through the phone.As he slipped through the door of the apartment they shared about 30 minutes later, he felt a small, delicate pair of hands slip around his waist, as hope pulled him backward into a hug."Hey, babe." He smiled and relaxed into the hug, reaching a hand up to caress her cheek."Hey, stud." She slipped.