“Want to hold him?”“I’m not sure I know how.”“Oh, sure you do.” She picked up Oliver and handed him to Lonnie. “Here, like this.”He ...eld Oliver daintily in his arms for a minute. The baby went from fussing to smiling.“He likes you,” Claire said. “But I have to change his diaper. I’ll just be a minute.”Lonnie went back to the living room, sat down and drank the rest of his tea. Claire returned with Oliver and his bottle. She sat down to feed him. The phone rang.“Do you mind?” she said, handing. ” I replied, thinking I’d got away with it.“Oh yeah, these guys are pretty lame. This is the sort of stuff dad listens to,” she said. “You know, I don’t mind you staring at me like that. In fact, I actually like it. It makes me feel pretty.”“You are very pretty, Emily,” I said before I could stop myself. “But I wasn’t staring at you, I was just making sure you were okay.”“Oh, thanks dad!” Emily shot back with a pout on her face. “But why do you have to stare at my tits like that to make sure. You will just have to deal with it! :) Please be kind, but honest and let me know what you think. The beginning.Buzzzzz, buzzzzzz... My cellphone vibrated on the night stand beside my bed. I groggily felt around in the dark until I got a hold of it. Half asleep and blinded by the bright light of the screen my heart skipped a beat when I read the short worded text message sent from Mistress. “It’s on” was all it read. I knew that everything I knew about myself, and any morals I had were soon. Pooja had seen my hard 7 inch cock tent in pant, so I told her sorry aunty. She smiled and said its okay that’s natural for hot guys like this. And took some oil and started to apply on my stomach. When she kept oil in table I saw the oil brand. I was shocked and asked aunty you using oil to massage. So she bit shock and told massage oil was empty so I am using this oil raj. By hearing this I got pre cum in my cock. Oh she was massaging in my stomach and I was really getting hard in my pant..