“Mommie, Robbie spit his milk all over my dress. Now my dress don’t look good for Grandma and Grandpa!”“Don’t worry, honey,” she countered.... “Grandpa is going to be so happy to see us after this accident that he will love you bunches more. Can you do Mommie a favor and go ahead and get back in your car seat?”“But we aren’t going anywhere. Why come I have to buckle up in the booster seat?”“Well, honey, there are still people driving all around us, and the streets are still really wet. What if. It was all very weird, such thoughts no doubt brought on by a combination of things--the sudden and crazy increase in screwing she had recently had, and the unusual amount of gin she'd consumed that afternoon. She'd have to go light on the sauce tonight; she sure as hell didn't want to get smashed and pass out, spoiling the party for everyone.Dabbing on a goodly amount of musky perfume, she wrapped the towel around her body and peeped from the bathroom. Nobody was in the hall, so she scurried. I gently touched it to my left breast and my innie nipple almost instantly perked up, poking out towards the mirror. My areola tightened up slightly as I moved the vibrator over to my right nipple to repeat the process there. Even though I hadn't brought the vibrator close to my pussy yet, I could notice a slight change in the mirror. My clit was raising out from behind my lips where it rests. I lowered the vibrator and touched it to my sensitive clit.It was like an electric current of pleasure. Barb read the email as it was being typed."Mary; thanks for the 'gifts' what ever they maybe. I did not open thepackages and have thrown them out." Oh no," Barb exclaimed, "he's going to throw them out." Wait, wait," Carrie yelled, "he did not send it."The girls watched as Colin shut down the email without sending the message.They watched as Colin got up from the desk and stormed into the livingroom. Picking up the boxes Colin brought them into the bedroom. Barb'sfingers were flying over the.