“As if you were my own. Your poor mother was sickly even back then and her milk never really came in like it should. I had just had my second boy an... my milk was still flowing. I've always considered you just like my own son.”“Do you do this with your own boys?” I asked as she started to unbutton her top and reveal her huge fleshy soft breasts.“Oh heavens no. You are special Master Reese, you are the son of a long line of privileged and royal blood. My children don't need the kind of care you. She closed her eyes. I kissed on her closed eyes. I kissed on her nose. A great love and great affection is pouring in my heart for Jayanthi. When ever I think about Jayanthi or whenever I am with Jayanthi the same feeling I get every time. I knew that I was madly in love with her. This is may be because of her beauty or may be because of her affection towards me or may be the way she plays with my body or may be the way I play with her body or may be the way she responds to my play. Whatever. ..it was questions she wanted answering one day.There was a stunned silence.Jim sat and thought, then he slowly placed his finger on her lips, she knew to stay silent as he quietly began to talk. He was researching stuff for a big sex article, hence the ‘fiestas,’ if he had known a few magazines would have opened her long term sexual coffers he would have had her read them months ago, and yes he was frustrated too. She began to speak but thought better of it as he went on that as long as she. I drank some coffee, and she got a third ice cream sundae, grinning at me. So I took her home. My son, who was going to summer school so he could graduate next year, was watching TV. I introduced my boy and the girl said, “I’m Candy.” “Whew,” he said. “I think you are. Can I take a bite?’ She laughed as he pulled her down on the sofa beside him. I got myself a beer and sat and watched TV while they got to know each other some. It was interesting to watch. My son was very good with girls,.