The vibration of the phone made me moan. I kept moaning and tried to remove the phone. But I was tied to move. He kept ringing the phone and I was moa...ing ahhhh …. Stop it ahhh stop it please. He kept doing it till I cummed again. My whole phone was wet by now. Then he untied me and threw my clothes and said get out.I silently went outside I was standing there that he came out and lipkissed me forcefully. I was afraid that someone will see us but he kissed me and pushed me away and closed the. ”“Don’t be mean. You’re embarrassing me.”“No… I mean, don’t be embarrassed, I love it! If I could, I’d shove my face between your legs right here and lap up every drop, then suck your little clitty until you begged me to stop.”“God… That might take a while; you know how much I enjoy orgasms.”“I do, yes. Wanna have one?”“God, yes!” So encouraged, he slid two fingers into me, using them to manipulate the still-vibrating egg up inside of me while his thumb went to work on my clit. Needless to say,. We arrange to meet up for a few drinks later that week. Getting a good feeling about this I thought to myself. Later on that week, sitting at the bar stirring my drink – a hand slips into my back pocket. I grab it, at first thinking someone is trying to take my wallet. There she is, cheeky smile, dolled up to the nines. A hug, a kiss and off to a more comfortable seat to spend the next few hours chatting, flirting and drinking. As we laugh the night away the bell for last call rings. I order. "Hello, little one. How is Daddy's boy feeling?" Ray looked up at me and gurgled happily. Angie came over and hugged me and we kissed again.We put Ray back in his crib and I motioned Angie over to the chairs in the dining area. She smiled up at me and said "I'll marry you now, if you still want me to."My answer was to kiss her again and smile at her. "Angie, I don't mean to sound crass or something, but how? We always used condoms, didn't we?" Blame it on me. The last night we spent together, I.