I smiled and said," I'm OK; I thought it would be a problem sitting on my sons lap, but it really isn't. This isn't going to be so bad of a ride."Here...I was talking to my husband with my son's fingers in me. "How much farther until we stop?" I don't want to stop until I go a little further," How about you Mike, can you go a little bit further?" Yea, mom. I can go a lot further," Good," I answered. "The further we go, the better I like it."That's OK with you, isn't it honey?" I asked my. My share of the cash, which was as much of the bloody money as I thought I could stomach receiving in any case, was wired to the Grand Cayman account, and totaled almost another $600k. I thought this would be enough to allow me to rebuild something of a life from near total scratch in the future. I still had all of the bearer bonds which were worth a lot more, tens of millions more at least, but I didn't want to touch any of these yet. They'd go into a bank vault pretty soon, to sit and rest. Erin had already taken the pie out of the oven and set it on the counter to cool. As I walked into the kitchen, I noticed she was sitting on the counter in the corner, her legs propped up and her hand rubbing her clit. "Um, Erin. Uh......we need to talk.", I said as I cleared my throat. "Oh, sure. No problem sweetie. What did you want to talk about?", she questioned as she continued to toy with the aching clit. It was hard to be serious and talk to her while she was sitting there, rubbing her. . Amar gud er jol khoscheeeee……….Bolte bolte juthi gud er jol khosiye dilo.Ami juthir uchu kora pacha dekhte dekhte pagoler moto thapiye chollam,Issshhhhh….. Ki gaar baniyechis re sali…. Uuuuuuuuuuh dekhlei mal pore jete chay….. Uh uh uh aaaaaaaah ….. ne ne ne kutti tor gud e mal dhalchi…. Uuuuuuuuuuh ohoh ooooooooh……. Pacha uchu kore gud fak kore dhor re bessa magi….. Tor gud e feda dhalchi reeeeeee…..oooooooooo…… Eeeeeeeeeeeee………….Juthir gud e gorom gorom 1 cup mal dhukiye dilam, tar por or.