I missed them terribly and wished I had the money to visit. I also had always wanted to live in New York. When I got a phone call that night I didn�...t know it would be them. I had honestly never expected to see them again. “Rebecca’s phone.” I always answered the same way, being a business owner I had to be professional. “Wow you sound grown up.” I almost dropped the phone hearing Mark’s voice. “Mark! It’s been forever, how are you guys?” “Wonderful, we actually have a surprise for you.” . ." she mumbled, soft tears soaking my shirt. I shush and hush her, she clings to me, letting me go only after I've assured her all grandpas, and especially candyman grandpas live forrrrever in heaven.Her sobs slowly settle down as she stretches her hands away from me."I'm sorry." It's okay to cry, you know?" Uh-huh?" It's okay to cry; everybody cries, but everybody laughs too, see?" I pointed to the loud children by the yellow bus.I take out the biggest ice-cream I have and give it to her. Her. Before pregnancy she was a 34B. A few months before giving birth and now well into year one of breast feeding she's swollen to 36DD. Her ass has gotten fat too. She's almost pouring out of her old jeans. It definitely makes for a bit more fun during sex as I don't have to worry about hurting her when I cram myself in balls deep. I get some extra padding and can hammer away without constantly hitting her cervix.I was never really into thicker girls but now I can see definitely see the. My room was 1bk and that’s enough for 1 person . Life was going on as usual until this incident . My owner Varun treated me very friendly and even used to invite me to their home on Saturdays and Sundays and slowly we got acquainted. Varun , me and Swetha used to play caroms, cards and used watch films in their home itself on holidays and used to have dinner and then I used to go to my room on terrace. Like this 2 years passed away. The third year, in march, varun got promoted and went to.