He understood about new fathers. He had an eight-month old son at home. I got used to handling diapers, burping and getting up at odd hours of the nig...t when David was cranky. Slowly over the next few weeks Penny and I settled into our roles as parents.Will and Abby were a tremendous help. I loved how fascinated little Rose was by her cousin. She was gentle and sweet with her little "Davey." Rose turned two in the beginning of February. We had a nice party for our little girl. I was glad Will. Still, nothing fit. I decided to write around the name by just leaving some ‘____’ until I could find a suitable name. After getting into the story and catching the momentum of the tale, the words flowed. Without any pauses, I wrote ‘We were still frozen in place so, during the awkward silence, he introduced himself as Valen.’ THERE it was. I never saw it coming. The first time I saw THAT name for the story was as my fingers typed it. My hands yanked themselves off the keyboard, my jaw dropped. " I laughed. She became fully alert when a powerful thrust from my enormous rod tried to enter her tight dry pussy. Chris screamed in pain" OMG! AAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAHHHHH!, . “ Well, waddaya know? You are very tight!” I smiled . “What a nice surprise!” Tight fists of flesh protruded painfully in white bloodless ridges between my straining fingers. I began to lick and suck her nipples. I moved my free hand down Chris's stomach and to her left thigh. I began to stroke and rub along the inside of. Of course I didn’t pull away, kissing him back. He carried me, and I spread my legs around his waist, our tongues still dancing in each other’s mouths. We mixed our saliva, we were one. He put one hand underneath my leg to hold me still, using the other to squeeze my ass. I wrapped my arms around his head, pushing our kiss tighter. While he was carrying me, he turned my back to the door, and pushed me against it, still holding me, enjoying our kiss. He continued kissing me, but traveling down.