She was 3 year old when she went to Canada with her mom. We got married in Toronto. My in-laws were very nice people. They treated me very well. I wen... to evening school to learn English. Wife was working to support me. After few years we had to move away because wife’s firm wanted her to go to other city in other province. That was 4-5 hours flight. After couple of years my father-in law died. It was sad situation. But every one got over it. Mother-in law visited us once or twice a year. We. It was all very routine, in most ways. And, as it turned out, it was the routine itself, that made things happen."What's on?" asked Cindy, as she came downstairs and found her father watching TV."Oh, it's just an old re-run of the Dick Van Dyke show," said Dave. "Kind of brings back old memories, I guess. I loved this show when I was growing up, even though I'd have never admitted it then. I was in High School - about your age - when it was winding down and got cancelled. Back then you couldn't. They loved to spend time with their grandkids. Every fall they agonized over leaving home and the kids but they just couldn't tolerate the cold and snow anymore. We visited for a few hours and had lunch with them. Mom wanted to know were Donna was and I told she was still sleeping when we left. Mom looked at me questioningly and I just shrugged. Mom, Dad and Sam had a great time while I mostly sat and stared at the baseball game on the tube. Mom kidded me about my lack of attention then started. I put my right hand behind Taylor's head and pushed her head down while she furiously resisted. Her soft cheeks and lips brushed the tip of my cock, but I couldn't get it in her mouth. "Open your mouth baby", I said seductively. "Jake! Stop or I'm gunna bite it!", she warned. "Haha you like me too much to bite it", I teased. Despite my efforts I couldn't get my dick inside Taylor's mouth, and I didn't want to hurt my baby by forcing her mouth open. I was on the verge of giving up, but then I.