She is a typical toddler and you shouldalways keep an eye on her. You must cut what she eats into bite sizedpieces and if the food is messy such as s...up or cereal you might have tofeed her by hand. Give her two bottles of formula a day, one in themorning and one after dinner. She loves games like peek-a-boo and I'vegot your nose. So play with her often. When you are busy, make sure shehas something appropriate to do. Have baby toys for her to play with andencourage her to play with them. . Even though she had her dress in her mouth, you could still hear a loud mumbled sound coming from her throat. She was pounding me like a hammer would pound a nail. Her eyes were rolled upwards, she was hitting me to the ground with every strength and weight she still had.Seeing this was glorious. It was the grand final for me. I started to come. It was a never-ending orgasm, but I didn’t close my eyes as I usually did. Instead, I stared at her body, still impaling on my pole. After a good 10. I was unable to come out of his muscular wrap… And he planted a kiss on my cheek, neck, and all of my faces.. My pallu had fallen on to the sofa .. And now both the hooks of my blouse were open with still two of them unable to hold my boobs… And he planted his lips into my lips. I lost control and inserted my tongue into his mouth.Later Kishore lifted me up and took me to bed. He first removed the saree.. Later he came down and kissed my belly button. I held his head and pressed it hard.. Drifting without a care in the world.“What ‘cha doin’?” Rory asked, placing a plate in front of me. She had another plate for herself. “I made a ham sandwich for you.”“I was watching the clouds.” I took a bite of the sandwich. Mayonnaise squeezed out and fell into my lap; a glutinous goop of yuck. I tasted mayonnaise, nothing else, and put it back on the plate. Hunger didn’t overcome the slathering of mayo.Rory ate away. “Mmmm. Good, isn’t it?”Nope. “It’s great. I’m not hungry for ham.”“Give it.