Sure, he saw Francesca and a few other friends, but you and his moms, and Veronica, treated him like an adult. He was walking, talking, and making a g...neral nuisance of himself by the time he was one!”I finished dressing, kissed my wives and kids, and went across the hall to Elyse’s room. I knocked, and entered when she called out. She already had her boys dressed and waiting.“Hi boys! Merry Christmas!”“Merry Christmas, Dad!” they said together.“I’m surprised at how calm they are,” I chuckled. I find myself shy. I do not want you to think bad of me, but somehow, I don't think you will. Just please know I'm giving you more trust than I've ever given anybody. So, if you'll excuse my inexperience, I will try to put into words what I did after we signed off our chat.I lay in bed for the longest, on top of the sheets, just thinking about all the things out there I am denied. I can't go into a sex-shop and buy those toys. I can't get wild in public. I can't have wild, mindless sex. And I. Standing before him she caressed his chest and penis to ensure thathe was fully aroused. Mistress Tamela then inspected his genitals. The lackof color made them seem almost lifeless to her. She was shocked to find thatshe was able to close her thumb and middle finger around it without touchingthe shaft. "Oh it is small, about 7" and the balls are even worse" she thought.Even though the male hadn't cum in two weeks, his testicles resembled 2 grapesin a wet cloth. Moving behind the slave, she. "You've Got Mail!" Mike attempted to mock the computer voice then continued, "and it's from Joseph. Want me to read it?" "Yea please, is it to us or me?" "It's to you, but he says we both can read it." "Well, go ahead." Jan was listening intently as Mike read the e-mail; I enjoyed the story so much and am quite flattered that I remind you of this character. It was really a 'hot' story, and knowing you, spending the day with you, Jan, knowing you are the other character,.