‘That, Bertie dear, was a shiver of anticipation. Do you know your pussy just got wetter and hotter?’ He slipped his tongue into her mouth and pla...ed tag with hers. ‘And I just got harder,’ he said, pushing his hips forward. Bertie threw her arms around his neck and pulled him to her. ‘Did anyone ever tell you,’ she asked, capturing his lips with hers, ‘that you talk too fucking much?’ The next morning, over breakfast, they arranged for Bertie to spend Wednesday nights with Deon, at his house,. ..calm, really. Daddy moved some stuff out of my room today, cleared a spot for the crib, and all my Barbie sh...stuff out of the closet," I finished, giggling."Your Barbies!" CJ laughed."I know. I know. It's ridiculous. They're the only toys I've ever held on to. I even have a Ken doll. He's always worn a tuxedo, but none of my Barbie dolls ever wanted to marry him." Poor Ken." Barbie was always too busy driving around in her convertible, or doing some surfing on the beach, or teaching school,. He has his best friend with him. "Good Morning Sweetheart. You know Stephen don't you?" "Hello Anna. Its very lovely to see you like this, but lets take these pumps off so i can see your lovely body without them." He slowly takes off the one on my clit. I flinch because it is so sensitive. He rubs my clit making me moan through my gag. "God she is so responsive. That's right baby feel yourself getting wetter. What's this?" He looks down and sees the tape. "What do you have in your cute little. “He now has his own garage door opener. He pulls right into your spot in the garage, ….. and then takes your spot in this bed… and then takes your spot in my drippy little pussssssssyyyyyyyy!”I was slamming into her by now and she responded by continuing to get me fired up.“Yes Honey,” she went on, “and that’s why on Wednesday nights, when you come up to bed, the sheets are always freshly washed… It’s no coincidence.”I was humping her very hard now.“Yes Honey…” she encouraged, digging her nails.