Avril, her thirteen year old daughter had made and brought home the renewable calendar in ‘design technology’. It held pride of place on the wall,...accessible by the whole f****y to mark significant dates like birthdays. Today had the words ‘lunch Judy 11.30’, a lifelong friend. They had grown up together, neighbours, gone to school together, dated and where really more like s****rs than friends. They married within a few months of each other, had baby boys only a couple of days apart. Their. Sylvia always had short cropped hair and since the lice problem I was going to have it a while as well. She had almost no breasts and my implants were hanging like a couple of water balloons from my chest. My first purchase when I was still living in Arnold's hotel suite had been a strong bra to hold them in place. There was nothing like that in prison, so I just had a lot of pain and a lot of deformity afterward.I wore the cast iron bra for two weeks after I got back to Mossberg. Then I. She pulled away with a plop, and then moved aside me. Kelsey gave me a large grin, and then said, “You made quite a mess, Daddy. Does that mean I did good?”“You did more than good, baby,” I grunted, still breathing heavy after my orgasm.It was wonderful that my Kelsey wanted to please me so much, and I was determined to give her better than I got. After I caught my breath a bit, I pulled her into a tight embrace. I kissed her forehead, then slowly worked my way down her nose, over her cheeks,. God, cumming, and then feeling him shoot in me?" That's enough, I think." I could see how flushed she'd become - a whole other shade of red - and if I had to listen to much more I'd have to sit down for a while.She wrapped her fingers around her face. "Oh God, I'm sorry. That's too much, isn't it? That's way too much. I'm sorry."I shook my head. "It's fine, Moni. Let's get back to the car." Do you think I'm gross?" I do not." I kept walking, and she trailed after me. Again, I tried to ignore.