"It's almost as if he were yours, ours." The next day I took Sandy and little Teddy home. It was an uneventful ride yet I was still filled ...ith pride. I knew then I would be helping her raise little Teddy as if he were my own son and had already started making plans for him. School, sports, college, you know what most any real father would think about. Sandy's room in my house was quite large and easily held the crib and other things she needed for the baby. I. Her long fingernails were painted a deep purple that matched her bra. She took her index finger and slowly ran it over the head of my cock."Ugh" I groaned without thinking."I've just done a photo shoot" she chatted casually while playing with my cock. I remembered something, but it was difficult to think. She'd mentioned previously that she worked online. "Did I tell you what I do for a living?"I shook my head to indicate no because, honestly, I couldn't remember."That's okay" she continued "I. " I had remembered that vacation very clearly. The six of us went to Emerald Beach to celebrate defeating Chaos. Sonic wore a green speedo the whole time, and I had no idea how I hadn't gotten hard around him the whole vacation. I kept staring at him, and I know he noticed at least once. "You had red trunks that highlighted your cock and I found you and some other guys checking me out. It didn't really bother a lot, and then I realized I was so much more comfortable with strangers - guys who I. I was afraid that he was feeling left out again, so I wanted to make sure that he felt as important as everybody else.Anyway, the experiment I had in mind was to see if shooting a Medusa only with a piss pot would be enough to kill it. It had so many eyes and mouths that could get splashed that I thought that it was worth a try. Chester stayed well out of reach and fired a piss pot right at the center of the Medusa's cluster of snake-like tentacles. The noise sequence was THUNK-CRACK-ROAR! It.