It warmed Cathy's and my hearts to see all that joy. Periodically I would notice Cathy giving the baby a longing look as if she were ready to have one... of her own. Sometimes she would just stand there and look at the baby sleeping in her crib. Cathy then would let out a sigh and walk away. I wouldn't mind having one of them also but we just had too much on our plate at the time. Maybe after Tracy and Alex get back home we could consider it. We did, however, keep practicing the process of making. I tried to turn towards her, cutting off her approach, but she forcefully maneuvered my body into a more receptive position with my butt in the air and my head buried under a pillow.I felt as if I would puke at any moment when the cool sensation of a well-lubed finger invaded the final vestiges of my sphincter and probed the murky tunnel for my swollen prostrate. Within moments I could feel my creamy essence flowing through my urethra with a sweet burning sensation that made me groan. Her. We chatted a while. I was thankful that he didn't bring up last night. Finally in his driveway, he started to get out. I looked at him and kind of felt bad about the way I handled everything.”Bobby,” I called, ”I don't want you to think I'm mad. I just think you were a bit inappropriate.”He shrugged his shoulders with a crooked smile, ”You can still prove me wrong. Until then, I think you were on Ogleme, naked last night.”I shook my head and said, ”I could prove it to you. I could show you my. No sooner did I arch my ass in air, my husband whispered to me to hold that pose…this is Q that a guy is approaching or about to walk by. My husband rolled over on his stomach and told me two young guys just walked by and stared at my ass. I said, really? So I decided to turn over to see if I could see them. One of them was black and the other was white, they were young, probably no more than 22 years old. I noticed the black guy’s cock seemed semi erect and he was standing around like nothing.