He reached an arm out, unconsciously, for me, and pushed his face into my shoulder with a happy sigh. I tried very, very hard not to laugh, feeling my...love strong for him even over the hilarity of his sweet actions.He was going to be a wonderful dad, that much had been clear since we’d first found out about my pregnancy. It had been solidified over the past few months, and I found myself without any trepidation whatsoever about how our relationship might change when parenthood was thrust upon. Bob was gasping softly as he stared at what his mother had exposed. Seeing her this way sent his balls into a writhing ache, and his cock jerked with powerful hardness.Sally was gazing at her mother, too, and now she had lifted her skirt and had her hand inside her tight panties.“Look what your sister is doing, Bob,” Marla whispered.Bob turned her head and saw Sally’s hand inside her panties. He giggled and shoved a hand to his cock.“Mmmmmm, that’s it, Bob,” Marla gushed hotly. “You can do it,. He used to behave very nicely too, would smile at me or the others and say “Good morning” etc but would never go beyond that. All in all, as I said, a “nice” guy. Or so I thought for a while.Being a 1BHK flat, space was a constraint – we had a clothes line outside the bedroom window and I used to hand my clothes for drying after the daily washing. Normal, no? The bedroom was was adjacent to Prakash’s flat and he, too, used to hang his clothes out to dry. One day I noticed that my inner-wear. We had had no problems sleeping under autopilot ... although the cockpit was a little drafty.When I mentioned tools, Ken handed me a set of sockets and wrenches in the most common sizes. Suggestions that the electric could use more power he handed me an invoice for a more powerful unit.Ken knew what I wasn’t going to like and was ready to fix it. Some times experience is the best teacher. No book would tell me my generator was too small.“There’s a crew with a new dodger just waiting for a.