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for him. So pink and glistening.
    “Twice
in less than eight hours. My pussy’s going to be sore,” she whispered.
    “Then
I’ll have to make it all better,” he said, pushing his finger inside her.
    “Um,
I like that,” said Susanne, grinding her hips against it. They kissed as he
finger fucked her, tickling the back of her pussy and hearing her getting
excited. Her thighs twitched and he felt her pussy grab his finger, telling him
she’d come.
    Slick,
hot, and wet, and once he got himself sheathed he was going to be inside her.
    Branndon
reached over to the drawer and pulled out a condom.
    “Do
you keep those things everywhere?” she asked him.
    “Just
about.”
    “Really,
how about the stables?”
    “No,
but if you want me to fuck you while you feel straw on your bare ass I can
oblige.”
    “I’ll
think about that.”
    “Think
about this for now.” Branndon slid into her heat, wrapping his arms around her,
her arms going around his shoulders.
    He
began a steady thrust inside her.
    “How
did we end up like this?” she asked. “I’m supposed to be here as your nurse.”
    “You’re
healing my body like you wouldn’t believe. My dick’s all better.”
    “There
was never anything wrong with it.”
    “You
have a nurse’s uniform?”
    “Yes,
why?”
    “Nothing,
well, just one of my fantasies that’s all,” he said, picking up intensity.
    “I
like that,” said Susanne.
    “I
like it, too,” he said pushing harder and faster.
    She
groaned. “Fuck me harder,” she whispered.
    “For
a nurse you have a dirty mouth.”
    He
pounded into her, hearing her groan until she had to put her hand over her
mouth.
    “Shit,
Branndon, you know how to turn a girl on.”
    Branndon
kissed her before going all out and thrusting so hard, Susanne’s butt began
sliding on his countertop.
    “Mommy.”
    Shit
and double shit. April had woken up and she was turning the knob of the door.
    “Mommy.”
      “What is it honey?” Susanne was almost hoarse.
    “I
need to tinkle.”
    “Okay,
let mommy finish what she’s doing and I’ll let you in.” She’d barely got the
words out when she came, and lucky for Branndon, the tight pussy muscles
brought on his release, too.
    “Hurry
mommy, it’s a bad tinkle.”
    In
record time, they got dressed and Susanne rushed to the door and let April
inside.
    Branndon
walked out, hoping that April didn’t see him.
    He
rested his head and back against the wall outside and saw Susanne walk out of
the bathroom.
    “That
was too close for comfort,” he said. “Next time, we’ll have to make sure we
have the place all to ourselves.”

 
    Chapter Nine
     
    Branndon
was more than happy to be back behind the wheel of his truck. First stop was to
fill up with gas, second was to pick up some groceries. Susanne said she was
running errands so he’d volunteered to go buy food.
    He
headed out into the parking lot with the bags and loaded them into the back of
the truck, noticing that a new toy store had opened in Riker’s Creek. Maybe it
wasn’t new, maybe he hadn’t noticed it before because he didn’t have kids or
even nieces and nephews to shop for. Perhaps he would when Brody and Maddie got
married and no doubt started a family.
    Out
of curiosity, and so he’d have something in common with April, he decided to
wander in there and take a look around. The bell over the door sounded and
suddenly he was in a whole new world, surrounded by computer games, stuffed
toys, and books.
    “Can
I help you?” asked the young woman standing behind the counter.
    “I’m
just browsing … no, wait a minute, do you have the Mudge and Snuggles toys?”
    “We
sure do. You want to follow me and I’ll show you where they’re at.”
    Branndon
walked behind her to the back of the store. Sure enough sitting on two shelves
were the tatty puppets from the show. He looked at the price tags. Shit, no
wonder Susanne hadn’t been able to buy them for April at Christmas. Still he
wouldn’t leave

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