."2469". "I'll be there!" said Bill, still befuddled and sporting a bulge in his pants, which he attempted to conceal by buttoning his suit coat.I dra...ged Cal to the elevator with me, trading glances with each other until the door slid open and we entered. Once inside our lips met again and his hand slid down behind me and hiked up my dress. He ran his strong hand over my bottom and then around to the front zeroing in on the warmth of my bush. I arched back and into the wall and let his. Then, I washed her, concentrating on her breasts and her ass, cleaning away my dried cum and tickling her clit and generally having a good time.We played and cuddled and giggled for some considerable time, rolling around and splashing and frolicking like children in the water. When we'd finished there was a nervous bloom to Christine's face, something different and new that I'd not seen before. She pushed me onto my back and climbed onto my cock, sliding it into her pussy."Since you are now my. Of course I felt like an ass. "Look, why don't you go up there and get him and bring him down here. I've got some iced tea. We can sit and talk some more and maybe work something out."She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and trudged up the drive like a broken spirit. When she came back with the carrier and bag of baby supplies, I showed her into the kitchen and had her sit at the table. She picked up the baby who didn't look more than three or four months old and laid him over her. “You’re not clothed!”“It’s Ms. Harland!” I squealed, taking the steps two at time.“It might not be!”I hit the bottom of the stairs and rushed to the door. I ripped it open, not caring about anything with that lavender scent in my nose. To my utter delight, it was Ms. Harland. She smiled at me, this smoldering look in her eyes. She held out her hand.She had a syringe with a hot-pink solution in it.“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped, taking it from her. “You’re so amazing, Ms. Harland. I’m going to fuck.