Pooja giggled and kept holding the baby closely. All this while, her hands would touch my exposed breast, which was a lovely feeling then she said bha...hi I need to go to bathroom. I said Pooja I know you are pissing again. She said yes, but I want to wear something inside my salwar because same wetness is happening and flowing on her thighs. I told her not to go and let it happen, as it is happening to me also. I asked Pooja to adjust the baby’s mouth a bit, which she did. I had to change the. In real life, it made me feel more feminine, I even went the extra step to powder and perfume down there. It felt like the woman in me was coming out, and when the time, I wanted James to fuck my ass like a cunt. It felt so good as he felt me up. I was bobbing my head up and down on his now fully inflated manhood. James started to grind his hips to meet the rhythm of my mouth. My panties were being gradually lowered until he got them down to my knees. Then he played my ass like an instrument.. One day, I decided to bring him photos of our updated home- we had painted many rooms and added a deck. I walked into his model and told him I had photos. He was with another client and he would be with me shortly. I left the pile of photos on the kitchen counter and proceeded to hide away in the master suite while he finished his meeting. I changed my mind and decided that I wanted to listen to his melodic voice, so I crossed the hallway to one of the bedrooms. The floor creaked and he stopped. I am kind of getting burned out going to school and working too. I had a thought that I would lay off the work study program during my junior year, then pick it back up next summer and on into my senior year. By then I should be better able to help you and the company. I'll know more, and be better able to cope with the rigors of working and going to school, so that I can just step in after college. I will continue with the internship if I can get into a college here, but I may not be able to.