"Hold on a minute please, Maurice; we just want a little chat, that's all," John Caldwell said."I've got nothing I wish to talk to any Caldwell about....Especially if Sarah's concerned." Aren't you just a little curious about the baby, at least?" John Caldwell asked."No. Why should I be? It's got fuck all to do with me." That's not what Sarah says, Mo!" Look, this has all been settled by the courts. No matter how much she claims otherwise, I ain't the father of Sarah's kid; so it holds no. I finally took his dick into my mouth and started to slowly suck it in and out of my wet lips.He said I was a fine cocksucker and then I started sucking in earnest now, taking his cock all the way in and then pulling out the head and back again. I started to moan as I sucked; Ben kept also moaning, making sounds of pleasure. The more he moaned, the hotter I got…All of a sudden I noticed he was getting close to blowing his load. His hips were moving forward, trying to thrust more of his cock. One particular spot is littered by these disused brick outbuildings that are perfect for our dirty deeds. We made our way through the forrest to one of these structures.I dipped my hand down the back of my wife’s joggers as we approached to find her pussy soaking, she giggled as we entered and she immediately pulled the bottoms down to reveal her hairy pussy in all it’s glory. “Watch me piss baby” she said “ I’ve been saving up for you”, as she squared down and opened her thighs. She was so. “I thought the bandages, leg brace, and crutch might have given you a clue,” I said, not surprised she hadn’t noticed. The nurse helped me up and guided me to the wheelchair. She raised my leg and adjusted the support.“Why were you walking?” Cara asked. “Why are you using one crutch? You should be using two crutches, not one. And you shouldn’t be walking anyway!”When the nurse started wheeling me away, Cara told her curtly, “I’ll take him. He’s my father.”She wheeled me towards Rachael’s room..