..and wife...you need to dress thepart."I couldn't!Terror.Shame."You really are pretty and I think this will make you prettier. Willyou wear it...for ...e?"I didn't want to. But if it would help me do my job better... Myprofessionalism was at stake.Blushing, I took the nightie into the bathroom. I held it against mybody. Mr. Kent was right. I did look pretty in it. I guess I haven'ttold you about my hair. Probably because it hasn't been a relevant partof the story until now.It's red. Really red.. “You know that would be a mistake – bad for you,” I said into her open mouth.“I. Don’t. Care,” she said, punctuating each word with a kiss. “I want lots of babies by you, so the sooner we get started – and the more we do this – “ she ground her vulva against me “ – the sooner I’ll be pregnant.”“But Lindy—!” I broke off as the tension in my balls suddenly burst and I began pouring my spunk into my girl.She grinned cockily. “I don’t think you’re going to be able to help yourself!”I ground my cock. "Your personal life is that funny?" It can be... sometimes."They reached her car and Owen opened her door for her. Larry was sitting in the back, reading a comic book."Hi, coach," the young boy said."How's it going, Larry?" Owen said, both glad and a little unhappy that Larry was around. He would have liked to spend a little more time with Tina, but having Larry around sort of took that decision away from him. It was probably for the better, since he knew he could get into a lot of trouble with. She brought her head down and took one of my nipples in her mouth, it tingled a little and felt good. ''God you are a sight,'' she told me.''Well, thanks.'' I replied sarcastically. She chuckled and with her middle finger, began circling my clitoris, I tried to move to stop her but I couldn't. ''I'm a little too sensitive,'' I told her, but she just leaned in and kissed me before going back to my nipple. Her circling became a little more vigorous, my stomach tensed as she massaged my.