We were flirting and almost dating but that all got thrown out of the window when our parents started dating.“Do you want me to stop?” he repeated...“No.” I whispered.“Look at me.” Damon said.I shook my head and he lowered the intensity again until it was almost off.“Damon . . .” I whined.“You don’t know what it does to hear you moan my name. Once I found the remote I quickly figured out where the other half was while you were talking to your dad. I wanted to knock his teeth out but I figured I. Helen untied my blindfold and hugged me from behind pushing her leaking breasts. I lifted my head and noticed a very large breasted, dark haired beauty. She is Maarit, a lactating mother, and a very close friend of Helen. She is 33, mother of three c***dren, the youngest five months old. Helen told her before my arrival where she met me and my “lactating mother fixation” and my fantasy. Maarit was excited and showed interest in meeting me. Both planned to surprise me by blindfolding me and. “Also, I have no money in savings and I am living paycheck to paycheck, so I can’t pay you back right now.”“When I taught school, if any of the boys in my class got in trouble, they had to stay after school and were spanked.” Cathy said. “I’m willing to let you pay me back as little as ten dollars a week, but only if you agree to a weekly spanking until you pay me back. I would also add an additional weekly spanking for every hour I spend putting programs and information back on my. I love them both. The only reason Brittany was not adopted was because of the bond between her and Chad. Are they perfect? Of course, not! Do they know, know, that there is nothing they can do that will diminish our love for them? Absolutely! Your daughter is as good as either one and should be treated with pride and respect. She is worthy."Mister Anderson was now crying. Janice ran into the living room. "Don't cry Daddy! I'll try to do better! Momma, tell him. I'll keep trying!" The three of.