"That goes without saying. About Nora, we'll tell her about the upcoming happy event, but we won't tell her that the identity of the child's father is...in question." David will tell her." Probably, no make that likely. Doesn't matter. The child is mine — period. We'll stonewall her and everyone else." He grinned. "I'm going to be a daddy again."He's in denial, she thought. No good can come from his approach to this problem. Hiding from a dire crisis with your head in the sand doesn't make the. The top is of the same material, but it is cut off just under my tits so he can have his way with them with no difficulty at all. I was wearing 2 ? inch gold colored, slip-on heels which gave me some height and flattered my toned legs and ass.My dear Master had called me earlier in the afternoon and said he would be home late, but would bring home some Chinese food so I shouldn’t bother preparing anything else. He laid the little white cartons of food on the counter and slid his hands under my. My instinct was to investigate. I unbuttoned my pants and slipped my middle finger down my dripping slit and collected some of the juice and bring it to my nose. It smelled sweet, yet a slight musty smell. So I decided I needed to taste it. I loved the way I tasted. So down I went to get more. Buster must have smelled my arousal because as soon as I went for more, he perked up a bit. By this time, my pussy ached. I never felt a feeling so intense to have something penetrate me before in my. I had thrown all of my laundry for the week in a duffel bag in the trunk. Saturday was laundry day for me, and I could wash my clothes just as easily at my parents' house as in my apartment.I didn't spend much time at the video store; I was anxious to get home to see my cousin. I had to admit, I was actually looking forward to spending time alone with her. When the rest of the cousins were there, I played and joked around with the other ones, especially the little girls. And while that was.