I’d be happy to replace you with somebody else.” I kind of stood there not knowing what to do. Trying to think if this would be smart for my care...r or a total landslide. I really needed the money to fix my car, and I really did love my job. I decided to just do as he asked. “Well hurry up girl. Take everything off, but your panties, bra, stockings, and heels.” Mr. Wilson is an attractive man. He's about fifty years old and has salt and pepper hair. He's about 6'2" and has an athletic body. He. When his underpants finally dropped, I had an OMG moment. His cock was in keeping with the rest of his bulk. Never mind the toddlers-arm story, his knob looked more like a toddlers-leg. It was cone shaped, with an incredibly thick base that tapered to a foreskin overhang that puckered like a long spout off the end of his dick.As he climbed onto the bed he instructed me to turn onto my stomach. Pulling my legs apart with his strong hands, I again received a few mighty slaps. Leaning over me. It was a difficult labor for Shirley, lasting longer than her combined labor for the previous three children. We were all happy when her long ordeal was over. Other than feeling completely drained, Shirley came through the delivery well.Emily delivered on March 1st, another boy. This one we named Garrett Taylor Parsons. I was happy with all the new children, and anxiously awaiting Cindy's delivery sometime in June.My parents had purchased a nice home in Palm Springs, one situated right on one. The wetness and desire in her red-haired pussy was driving Grace crazy. She grabbed a white blouse from the closet and buttoned it in front of the mirror. Her daughters got their height and long legs from her, but they had their dad’s darker complexion. Grace’s legs were light and her bush bright red. She slid on her lace white thongs and decided she’d dress younger today and stepped into her short, black jean skirt.After breakfast, none for Lauren as she still felt like crap, they headed to.