Both of us felt terrible about how tortured this left you and we missed you too. When we found out that Rob is sterile and can’t give us any childre..., it made us question a number of things in our lives. A large part of that was how/where you fit in and where we would like you to fit in. We also need YOUR help. The bottom line is that we want you to come back and be a part of our daily lives. We want you to help us raise our children…mthe ones you help me make, and the ones the three of us will. The girl looked like a teenager, almost Brandy’s age in fact. Buxom and thick she wore her uniform provocatively tight. And, with the heavy make-up she wore, she looked like a little Ripe tart herself."Can I help you, Sir?" She asked Ben."What's your name, Honey?" Ben responded in a business-like manner but still checking her sexy young body out. "Linda." "Well, Linda, this is my little cute femme-boi, Brandy. Brandy’s a little sissy-slut but she doesn't have any clothes appropriate for a. They were even more sweaty than ever. He savored the salty tinge that his mother’s feet had. He loved the salty taste of his mother’s sweat on her feet and his whole body was going crazy as he licked on and on.Karen giggled slightly as her son licked her soles. The feeling that his tongue licking her feet was giving her a feeling of being tickled. She giggled even more as she felt her own son’s tongue licked her soles and lapping up the taste of her womanly foot sweat.“Oh My!” Karen calmly. I took the bag and indicated for her to finish making our tea.This time she was much more careful and paid close attention to what she was doing. In fact, she made both cups exactly the same even though I knew she never put sugar in hers and much more creamer. She then offered me my cup, again ceremoniously, and watched as I took my first sip. The look in her eyes was hopeful and apprehensive at the same time. It was not until I looked at her and smiled, leaned back and put my feet back up, and.