"Don'ts get rid of your baby, just because you can'ts bond with its, yets!" she said, reaching her hand into the toilet bowl."It's an egg!!" he yelled... "Your egg!!" she yelled back, swishing it around in the water. "And maybe mine!" Yours!??!" Yes!" she told him, bringing the chicken egg-sized brown ovoid out of the toilet. "Why do you thinks I gots you shnockered last nights on booze!" You wanted to get me drunk, so you could..." Oliver Douglas said, trying to understand what his. Up and down you stroke, his moans increase with your pace. You taste his cock between your lips and run your tongue along the underside of his shift. You flick the slit playfully before surrounding the head with your lips and pushing down letting it slide in and our of your mouth. He loves the feeling of your tongue as the shaft slide along it; you can feel his cock harden even more and hear his grunts as it slides in and out. You wrap your fingers around his shaft and continue bobbing up and. I'm moving my hand and mouth at lightening speed as my tongue goes wild over the tip of your cock and all of a sudden you give out a massive moan. I hear you whisper in the sexiest voice ever: "I'm gonna cum!" and just as you say this, I remove my hand and take all your length into my hot, wet mouth and suck as hard as I can while moving my head up and down. Before I know it your massive, throbbing cock explodes inside my mouth while you orgasm and you're practically screaming. It tastes so. Boy, life is exhilarating, so we also took a day, and walked alone on the near-pristine beaches.As we took our plane trip home, I realized just how important both Candy and my mom, Marilyn, are to me. I plan to paint forever and ever, until I run out of life.I would still like to find out where Dad got these canvases?Back at home; I started to paint ... almost feverishly, wanting to pour my vision and memory of each moment. With it still present in my mind, I first turned to the canvas,.