We arrive at her place small neat elegantly decorated real classic good taste she kisses me and slips off to fetch drinks then Miles Davies drifts out...of what I assume is the bedroom I follow scanning the room I notice an open cabinet with baby oil. I put my bag down by the side of the bed. Phoebe enters the room hips slinking eyes on fire with wine and desire, I stand to embrace her and undo her dress which falls to floor with a graceful shimmy, she slowly turns round I look then just have so. I didn't like the fact that it was a bunch of old people that just looked around and judged people all the time. I felt like I was going to court minus the cops and the fines and jail time. The only difference was I had to go every Sunday morning. I even tried to get kicked out a few times, but it didn't work. They claimed they loved me too much, and I couldn't get kicked out, bummer.Today, I walked in wearing a black tee and a pair of jeans with a three row gothic belt. with my hair cornrowed. Jennifer had locked her long legs around Brett’s muscular bum as it drove his big baby maker towards making her a mummy. God her painted toenails encased in strappy stilettos looked so dam sexy as they worked to keep Brett in place. And then it happened. Brett cried out, “Oh Jenni my love I’m coming, going to give you our baby, oh here it comes.’ “Yes, yes shrieked Jennifer, give it to me, fill me, seed me Brett, I want you baby.’ As I watched Brett tensed and roared and the clenching. I do so and come back in a towel, not bothering to get redressed before sitting back down to talk with you. You and I talk and then you admit to being horny and needing to get off as well, I suggest we cyber and you agree without a second thought, telling me of the toys you have with you before settling down to wait for my instruction wearing nothing but your panties. I smile and begin by telling you to wait and that you are not allowed to touch yourself unless I tell you. "With your right.