I my mind it got lost from the moment you dropped your shoes when I carried you to the throne. You had an agenda and you followed through. I know that..., that is how operate in business and in our life. I'll bet any amount that you have something in mind, something you are aiming for – I have no idea what it is – but you have a goal of redefining our relationship by the end of the three months period."I blanched, a good thing that lighting in the room was dialed down to "romantic". I don't think. Then they filled out her bras and grew to somewhere between ‘B’ and ‘C’. Is there a B½? She has Irish white skin and her nipples are a wonderful rosy pink and are about the size of my pinky finger when fully aroused. We found out after the first pregnancy that she can feed an entire herd of babies with the milk she produces. It is uncanny! She enjoys nursing any of the babies and her spouses.The Strawberry Patch is impressive enough that I named the book after it. She has a bright rich red bush. He couldn’t help but notice that both girls had a neatly shaved their pubic area leaving a short landing strip above a bald pussy.Life moved on and soon they found that High school was nearly finished and Jenny would be off to Uni after summer break. It was a University town and Jenny would be able to commute to class everyday and still remain living at home with her Dad and stay close to her friends.Jenny has grown into a stunning young lady and Luke openly admires her and is constantly amazed. My other hand started on my stomach and ever so slowly made its way down, first along my hips, then inside my thigh and finally to my lips, tracing the finger lazily up and down, brushing the clit, sending tiny little shivers up and down my spine.Eyes closed. Back arched. Fingers slipping inside, slowly at first, then faster. Just one. Then two. Faster and faster. Squirming and moaning. Touching. Breathing harder and harder, fingers moving faster now. So close, just a little more. . . ."WHAT.