"Hello, little one," I said to this baby. "What is your name?" Rachel," replied the father."How old are you?" Eight months."She started to cry."What ...is wrong, little one?" I asked."She is tired." You are fighting sleep?" I asked.She gave me a frown that was threatening to become a cry."I'll sing to you," I told her. "Would that help?" She likes singing."I sang "Summertime" from Porgy and Bess. That kept her quiet for abouttwo minutes. When I stopped she threatened to cry again. I stated. I began sliding a thumb inside him, getting a groan of delight from Dave as he told me to use a finger instead. I did so, gently sliding a finger deep inside his arse, working it in and out before adding 1 then 2 more fingers inside him, working in and out, pushing deeper with every stroke. I began to rub some of the lube on my cock, stroking it long and slow, as I began to moan from a more enjoyable feeling than I had ever felt from my own hand. Dave must have heard me or sensed this and. What a body. Laura had kissed every inch of it. Even the parts that were hidden by the small bikini.She closed her eyes, remembering Brandi's huge, iron-hard thigh between her legs, crushing her pussy, making her gag and groan with ecstatic coming. When she opened them again, she gazed long and lovingly at the picture. Then she clipped it out and put it in her purse.That evening was even worse. The evening news on TV did a small promo story on the upcoming event, with many clips of Brandi. And I really love the taste! Please?"How could I argue with that? She had covered the bases - it would be safe for us both. She was right, I am very careful about STD's. And this was something she really wanted. I couldn't say no."Sure honey. When I am getting close, I will pull out and while you get on your knees, I will take this off and shoot into your mouth if you want. But before I do that, I'm going to make sure you have already gotten yours! Ladies first, you know!" Always the gentleman,.