..... did you sleep well?????? i looked at you and smiled and said yes i did how about you? you smile and drop your pj pants, and your hard cock i... just standing right out on front of me. i smile at you and ask you what do you want to do with that big cock of yours,..... you tell me to get on my hands and knees and you will show me, i roll over..... and you slide in behind me....... you start fingering me to make me wet, but i am already soaked from what now i know was a dream...... and. It's not art: Alex agrees. Oh, there's artistry in fine image processing, don't get me wrong. But my thing is recreating reality the way I see it, not the way someone took a picture and I scanned... Creating something new. For me, that's art. I do it with a computer. I don't know one end of a pencil from another, as they say... I've had enough. I'm out of here."The three of them left the sauna through the outside door and showered in the fresh air. When they were cooled off, they went inside. Smitha too undressed completely and kept on sucking my dick. Shivani’s boobs were softer than any pair of boobs I’d ever fondled. I loved every second of it. I sucked, squeezed, pinched, bit those boobs…I even spanked them. Shivani loved it. I stopped Smitha and as she sat upright, I told both of them to stand up and sucked their boobs simultaneously and together too. Squeezed one, sucked other. It went on for a few minutes and then I sat on the couch, my dick rock hard. Shivani sat on my dick. ”Ready to collapse, June edged across the room and sat down staring at Jack. She’d had no idea that he had felt that way. All she had seen was the terror and not the reasons behind it.He continued, “I remember when she said her first word. It was ‘mama’ and not ‘dada.’ I knew that the first word was always ‘mama,’ but I had hoped that it would be ‘dada.’ I was still proud of her. Maybe I didn’t show it, but I was.“I remember the day when she took her first steps. It was the day that I realized.