You hurry us home, put me in my playpen for the first time. I see all the stuffed toys and begin to play and talk with them as you fix our lunch. Oh, ...ow I get to be in the high chair. The tray pushed up against me, you bring over a plate and silverware. You cut up the grilled cheese sandwich into four triangles, which I can pick up, but soup you spoon-feed me.Even with a bib on, I am a little messy when finished. You wash my face and hands and carry me to the large rocking chair for my bottle.. I had gotten a job to fill some of the free time I had since Michael was away a lot and every afternoon when I got off work I would stop at the bar in the hotel across the street and have a cocktail or two before going home. I got to know the bartender and he was always joking with me about setting me up with this or that guy and telling me that a lovely lady like me shouldn't be sitting in a bar alone. I had always laughed and said, "Sorry Charley, I'm a good girl and I can't do things like. A longitudinal (contraction followed byrelaxation) waves passed through her vagina. She was milking me. After that Irelaxed on her body. My dick was still in her vagina. We both were heaving andkissing. She was caressing my back. I lied on her flat body, I didn’t know forhow much time, my prick was limp and I took it out. This time not a single dropcame out from her pussy. She might have taken all semen in herwomb. Her pussy was reddish, swollen and cunt hole was clearly visible. We bothsighed.. Sliding silently off the edge of the bed, I brace myself in a kneeling position behind Cindy, wrapping a supporting arm loosely around the top of her thighs.A moment later, I feel Cindy's knees go soft as her body tenses. "Ohhhh fuccckkk yessssssssss. I'm cumming!" She loudly gasps as a climax overtakes her.I hug Cindy tightly, and as I feel her weight shifting to me, I lift her across my bed, where she lays upon her stomach, my hand gently stroking her back until her spasms fade.Cindy raises.