Thread and needle, white flowered flannel nightie, I sewed the lacedarm openings wrist to wrist, producing a "straight-jacket" styling tothe pretty fl...nnel nightie. This too k some time, and by the time I hadfinished I had consumed several cups of coffee. Down to the kitchen, Iprepared a half dozen bottles of baby formula, suggesting my breakfasttorment putting them in the refrigerator.For Kellie's enjoyment, I refilled the coffee maker and put juice and amuffin on a tray to place by her. I realized that she was not speakingEnglish but I understood her perfectly.I responded in kind. "I'm fine....." It was a lyrical language I wasspeaking, made easy by my dextrous tongue.Jada said, "We should let her rest for a moment". I could sense theheat on her body...it was concentrated in her head, her breasts andbetween her legs. And I realized I could see other things in greatdetail; in fact all my senses seemed heightened.She let me sit on the edge of the examining table, then let me. "What?" I objected right back. He was reaching over to the bedside tableto grab something. I was confused for a moment, and then realized he'dpre-stowed a condom there! I almost giggled out loud! "Oh, it's okayhon," I whispered in his ear, "I'm on ..." The pill?" he said, completing my sentence. "Ah, but we can't be toocareful, darling ..." He followed up with the most wonderful, long kiss,probably intended to stop any arguments.Now I didn't feel like arguing, but I did say, "So this means you. This had to be the best sex I ever had and that was saying something. By then, his cock was rock hard again and he placed it in my pussy, getting it wet and slick before presenting it to my puckered hole. It slid in easily. The first time I had a cock up my ass since Mr. Thompson.Soon Johnny was fucking away, increasing the tempo as he did. Damn, I had forgotten how good being fucked anally felt. I was literally screaming for him to fuck me and he did not disappoint.I was half crazed with lust.