The answer could mock your entire existence. Like ripping a tablecloth from under crystal and china.Leaving a mountain of shattered illusions.You may ...be amazed that he never saw it coming. Sure, he had seen her growing distant, this last year. But he thought it was the empty nest thing. And he thought she had dived into her job, going from a few days to fulltime.But mostly, yes, he hadn't noticed.You see, many men don't live in the now. They live around it. Their mind is on projects and dreams.. First Marty and then Don went to their knees and kissed the small girl. In each case she worked her lips on each of them trying to communicate all of her love and the joy she was feeling at the prospect of their happiness. Don almost fell over under her onslaught. It was then repeated with Kelly and Jim.As they were being shown to seats Don whispered, "My God! Who is she?"Marty replied airily that she was just a little six-year-old girl, like all of the others — nothing special.Don just softly. Wet aren't you Sarah?" she grinned.John groaned, his pace now quickening as he watched Miss Marshall toy with his daughter's immature cunt. Caroline reached between her own legs, her fingers pulling her flesh apart."There!" Miss Marshall breathed.She pushed her fingers into Sarah's little cunt, and then drew them out, letting them reappear gleaming with wetness. "Are you ready to become my little pain tart now?" she asked, sliding her fingers back in again.Sarah quivered and panted, her eyes. Gently takedaddy's cock in your hands and kiss it and rub it on your face... that'sit good girl"Brian responds expertly to his instruction, he is eager to suck and doesso without the need to be persuaded further..."good sissy time to show daddy that you area good baby and poo yournappy..."brain needs little encouragement to release into his nappy sucking as hedoes so"good girl... sit in your messy nappy... spread your knees so that younappy is on the floor and legs are to the side... that's.