You get to my pussy, which is waiting dripping wet in suspense. Waiting on you next move, begging to be touched. You continue your soft and sweet kiss...ng, while slowly putting a finger into my dripping wet pussy, you tongue comes out and soon you sweet and soft kisses turn rough and full of passion, and your finger fucking me. My body starts to shake, you keep this pace but slip another finger in, and I am just about to cum and stop, saying not yet. You flip me over so I am on my knees still. He turned to grab another log. Dark wet hair shining with sweat covered his chest and abs. He looked pissed. He was likely imagining each log was Miranda's fucking head.I found myself hardening. I looked down at my cock, sticking straight up and winking at me, begging me to choke it. I shook my head and let the curtain drop back into place. I began to caress my own hairy chest with soapy hands, giving in to the image of my best friend's body in my head.What the fuck was going on with me? This. ..?" Oh no, smartass. Wet diapers, sure. Poopy diapers, you and Mom." How about you change him, I'll feed him?" she returned.Grr! Not like I could turn that one around on her and say I'd feed him so reluctantly I accepted defeat. She did at least dig everything I needed out of the baby stuff for me and hung out as I worked, probably to make sure I remembered how it was done.I left them alone in the bedroom and went out to turn on the TV for a bit. As I flipped through channels, I found myself. I do love strawberries and champagne. Why don’t you let me take the lead, hmm?” I took the bottle from him and had a long sip.I then straddled him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I leaned in, kissed him, and he put his arms around my waist. I pushed him back, lay over him and replicated his slow seduction moves. I trailed my hands down his shoulders, chest, torso and finally his hips. I followed the same path with my lips, leaving small nibbles here and there. I parted his legs and.