I fell forward again, grasping the head board as Klintuck pushed me up against it like he had mom previously in my old home. He gave my dick-clit a go...d rub with his fingertips before leaning back and really starting to pound my honey pot as hard as he could. By now, I was starting to sweat as my body was dripping with the heat I felt. We continued this position for a while before again I turned over, but this time Klintuck got in closer to me and placed a pillow under my lower back. He lifted. “Hey, baby,” she says cheerfully. She slides around Trent, giving her boyfriend a quick hug. Their mouths come together to melt into a long kiss.“So what are you doing this weekend?” Thane asks the moment the kiss ends.“I have to study with Janet for the history test on Monday,” Christy answers. “I have to babysit on Saturday and my dad wants me to go to his house so he can take me shopping. I swear that man thinks all I want to do is shop.”“What do you mean?” Thane asks. “You do like to. I threw off my covers and ran into the nursery dress only in my briefs."What's that, honey? I can't understand you when you have your paci in,"I said with a smirk. I knew what the toddler had said, but enjoyedpointing out her pacifier addiction. Looming over her, I waited for theimproved annunciation.The little girl yanked the pacifier from her mouth, a long strand ofsaliva flung onto her tiny porcelain arm. "I tink I wet, John!" she said,pointing to her pastel-printed diaper."Ahh. I thought I. Looking down at him, she tried to figure out what to do. There was no way she could move him from the couch. He’d have to sleep there for the night.She used her crutch to pull her footstool over to the side of the sofa. She sat down and examined the man smelling the alcohol on his breath. It wouldn’t do for him to sleep wearing his tie. All she needed was for him to strangle himself on it in his sleep. Nervously, she reached out and touched his tie. The smooth silk felt cool to her fingers. Her.