Own's all y'have. Y'know that, don' cha?" He sat back and crossed his legs, lifting both eyebrows, hoping he hadn't laid it on too thickly."Love, my f...oolish boy, does not make sense. It is not arithmetic." She arched a heavy eyebrow at him, a well-practiced gesture, fingers interlaced on her belly."Isn't it now? Well then, let us get down to cases. I want t'marry you, girl, right now, today, an' live with you, plunder your body, sleep in your bed and have children with you and take, take..."She. ”“She is not my daughter.” He explained; “Her mother decided to fuck around and got pregnant before we were married. I never adopted her. I do love her as if she was mine, but she has her mother’s stubborn stupidity.”“Does she know that?”“Yes she does and she throws “You’re not my father” in my face every time I tell her to do something that she doesn’t want to do. Well this time it is coming back to bite her in the ass.”The kids came out then and I loaded them in the car. We went to the old. " Hearing that, I knew she didn't realize that I was in the next room listening. "Greg's how big? You're kidding, right? Is that enough to satisfy you? I didn't think so. . . No, I don't have that problem at all; Scott's is a nice size. He's not huge, but he's at least 7 1/2 inches, and he always gets really nice and hard." At this point I was hanging on every word and I felt myself "rising to the occasion!" I couldn't believe that J was sharing such intimate information with Jenn, and neither. She felt the warmth and wetness between her legs.“Excellent!” as he turned back towards the hallway, “Wait,” as he walked back towards her, “Don’t we have a scheduled appointment today?”“Well,” Katie briskly walked back to her desk feeling her swollen labia between her legs with every step. She sat back down and glanced through the calendar, “He was supposed to be here at 10:00,” she glanced over at the clock, “and it’s 12:30 so I guess he’s not coming.”“Very well. If he shows up late; just.