That’s how you get a baby, honey.” The child seems to comprehend. “Oh, I see, but the other night when I came into your room you had daddy’s p...nis in your mouth. What do you get when you do that?” “Jewelry, my dear. Jewelry.”A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the father, “Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?” The father, surprised, answers, “Well, son, a woman goes through three phases. In her 20s, a woman’s breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her 30s and 40s, they are. "A well-dressed man in his late 40's walked into the room and heldout his hand to me. "I'm Dennis Butz. You don't know how glad Iam to finally meet you Tom. I've heard and read so much aboutyou." Dennis Butz," Sox repeated the name. "I've heard your namebefore."The man smiled and said, "Think hard Mr. Anderson. It was almosttwo years ago, just before you met with Tom and Jennifer inSeattle." You're the man who put an end to that miserable scumbag whomurdered my daughter, aren't you. I. Kelly ground herself on top of me now, rubbing her panty-covered pussy over my cock, which was leaking precum and standing out through the fly of my boxers. I could feel she was wet, very wet and I knew her excitement was new and intense, as she just put on a fresh pair of panties. Lightly pushing Kelly upwards into a semi-sitting position on top of me, I gently slid my hands under her t-shirt and found her nipples hard and pointed. I softly caressed each with my hands carefully tweaking them. .. my wife used to knit and made it just for him.” His tone was calm, though somber.Emma took it from him while maintaining her smile directed at Bruiser. Walking over to the couch, she wrapped the blanket around the pug but still kept him tightly clutched to her chest. It was then that Brent noticed that Bruiser was no longer trembling. Sitting on the sofa, Emma was rocking him back and forth.“My God, that’s amazing,” he said softly.“No, not really. He’s not my only client with separation.