“Did you have this ready before he left this time? Or did you just make it?” she asks.“Which would make you more comfortable?” Alfred asks.Bar...ara rolls her eyes and holds it up to look. At least Alfred has some taste. He kept this one the same as Barbara’s own design: a gray suit with blue boots and gloves. The bat is simple and yellow.She scowls. “Did you, uh, fix it?”“Yes, Ms. Gordon. It’s specially reinforced.”Barbara looks down at herself. The bulge between her legs isn’t very visible in. Heather stopped moving the vibrator and turned it off, still leaving it stuck inside me. She kept milking me with her other hand as I came spurt after spurt. Finally, spent, I relaxed a bit forward onto the couch.“Wow, that’s cool,” Cara said, eyeing my load in the glass.The vibrator slid soundlessly out of my ass and Heather’s hands moved off me. “Go put that in the fridge,” Heather told Cara. Cara raised an eyebrow at that but went and did it. Heather leaned over next to my face,. I could taste the lube, but nothing could bother or stop me at this point. I rose to my feet and lifted her to hers. I kissed her again and then whispered, “You been hiding things from me, you naughty girl.” I smiled at her and then lifted her into my arms. I carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the edge of the bed. I again dropped to my knees in front of her and continued to give her wet box a work over with my hungry mouth. I stopped for a second to tell her to hand me her toy. She. I felt like a real pro, conducting her like an orchestra. I slurped up her juices and sucked her surprisingly big labia. She wriggled.“I thought you just wanted to look at me,” she said, playing for time because we both knew where this was going.“I am looking at you,” I replied.“You had your eyes closed,” she said.“That’s because it is so beautiful down here.”“Do you love me?” she asked suddenly.“Of course I do.”“But sometimes it doesn’t feel like it,” she persisted.“I love you, Mandy,” I.