I picked out some things I’m anxious to show you.”“I expect to see everything you got,” he said as she reached over and patted her thigh. “I...��ll want you to put on a fashion show for me.”“You want me to model everything I got?”“Everything,” she said as he squeezed her thigh.“David,” she said softly. “I’m having a little trouble understanding why you spent so much money on gifts for me.”“They aren’t for you, Diane. Those gifts are for me! You may enjoy wearing them, but the greater joy will be. That was fine with me; as long as she breast fed the baby, she was willing to do so for me as well. I had come to crave that special time we shared together, as I lay against her, suckling from her. It wasn’t about the milk; it was the special time we shared. It was more therapeutic than all the meds I had ever taken. I watched them for a while before she realized I was there. She looked beautiful in her nightgown and bathrobe. I had never known her to be happier. I suddenly craved her badly. I. I hadn't heard of it and it must have shown on my face."Yeah it's just off the Strip," she explained."She does Pole dancing and things," Tammy whispered."Topless dancing mostly," Debbie explained. "Pay's good, you should try it." Pole dancing, topless" I gulp, "no I couldn't." It's easy," she explained, "Good money. You look like you've got a nice pair, shame to waste them."I could see she was looking at my bust. I was still quite slim but my bust had exploded over the last few years to a. I literally had the big, powerful man in the palm of my hand. I didn't stop jerking his cock until he pulled my hand away.My hand was covered with jism. I held it up and examined it closely. "So this is the stuff that made me, huh, Dad?" He was still trembling, still coming down from his orgasm. "Yes, that's it. I shot that stuff into your mother and nine months later you came out. Go ahead and taste it. It won't hurt you." I wanted to please him so I licked off a gob of the creamy stuff. It.