The game had fractured but Bobby had started to teach the guys his ball handling abilities. He was not doing anything a normal could not do yet but he...might if we let him.The rest of us walked over to the babies and the girls on our team came too. They liked the way Kim tripped the guys and the way Kim and I used the ball offensively. Once we had the babies in our arms, the girls focus turned to the children and we were forgotten. The babies were pouring out the charm and the girls had no. I’d met a few people at fetish parties who engaged in ‘pet play’ activities, but it had never really appealed to me. However, I loved hearing Aubrey compare me to a puppy – it always added an air of ‘cuteness’ to our sexual encounters – and the feeling of her petting and stroking me was rapidly sending signals to my swaying erection. If she didn’t help me out soon, I felt as if I was going to explode. Responding to her remarks, I reached up with one hand and began pawing at one of her full,. I locked the front door, in case someone came in and then went to the toilet; she was retching in the sink.“You swallowed your boyfriend’s cum, what’s wrong with mine?” she didn’t say anything and so I started to rub my cockhead up and down her ass. I grabbed her hips and started to hump it as she washed the cum off her chin. I opened up the medicine cabinet and took out some birth control pills and some baby oil, I told her hurry up because I needed servicing again. As I was leaving the toilet. She plops on my bed next to me. Oh god, she is laying next to me in my bed! "What is with you and Marvin Gaye?" she asks. I respond, "I firmly believe that the only person that can tell you how you feel better than yourself is Marvin Gaye". "Really?” she responds sarcastically. "Let’s try that out". It just so happened that Lets Get it On was playing. "He isn’t telling me how I feel" she says. "Sure he is, you just don’t know it". We share a moment of eye contact, which prolongs. We just stare.