I knew his movements were making me very wet, and his finger felt so good inside me. I pushed my hips down upon the cold slide as he stroked my warm, ...slippery pussy. This enabled me to have more intense feeling. I was so wet, not just from the rain, but wet inside. As Baz teased me with his fingers, he moved his head, sliding his tongue towards the area where his finger was embedded. With his head between my legs, he held the material of my knickers to one side and the other against my inner. “Darling, you don't need much help, do you? You are so wet already.” I sat on the sofa and pulled Chris onto my lap. She lifted up, and Julia guided my stiff cock into the sopping hole between Chris' legs. “Nick, please be careful I'm not on the pill.” “Darling,” Julia purred. “This is your divorce party, you are allowed to get pregnant. You always said you wanted another child, now you can have one.” “But how will I cope on my own?” Chris pleaded. “If you were our little sex kitten, you and. Rest of her body was soft and plump, but not very fat. We shared an appetizer and drink while chatting. I could tell she felt more comfortable after 20 minutes or so chatting and we became more open chatting about sex and her life. I suggested we go somewhere quiet like a motel across the street and she agreed without any hesitation. Before we left she made me promise not to run if I see her naked and don't like what I see. She said she was really shocked that a man young enough to be her son. We ordered our drinks. I knew my decision to have the drink with them was mostly because I wasn’t ready to face Jodie, but it was also at least a little because they seemed like a nice couple. ‘So, who exactly is she?’ the wife asked once the drinks were served. I sighed and took a pull on my beer. ‘My first love and my first heart break,’ I replied honestly, rubbing my hand through my hair. ‘I don’t understand how you can love and hate the same person so much!’ ‘It’s not as odd as you think,’.