Would you do that for me...NOW?"I looked at Mei Mei and said, "Dad wants to hear us...fucking. If you are wish to do that,I certainly do." She spoke...in that honey sweet voice and said, "I want to do as my husband wishes my son." Then a little louder she said, "I will take your son into me my darling and you will hear us as we make a baby."We heard Dad's voice from the phone on the bedstand say, "Put the phone on the bed right where his cock joins you Mei Mei." It was strangely stimulating. At the same time I heard her giggle, it had smacked her in her face. I am trying to keep a straight face when the waitress came over and asked what we wanted for dessert. Wanting to tell her that I mine was underneath the table, I declined dessert and she asked if she should come back for my wife's order. I began to order what my wife wanted and as I began to order it I felt a warm wet sensation on the head of my c**k. I choked on the first word of chocolate and then took a sip of water. The. He'd always had attractive chestnut-colored hair, but he had never worn it so long. She wasn't sure that she liked it... or any aspect of the new image he portrayed; yet, she didn't dislike it either... it was almost as if he were another person entirely, not the Earl Carter she'd expected... the Earl Carter she had married... but God, it'd been absolutely beautiful with him... so fulfilling... her heart was still pounding... "Coming... ?" he asked, facing her with hands on hips."Aren't you. ”“An anorexic cutter,” Emma said. “Years ago we didn’t even have those terms, yet these creatures probably evolved over thousands of years to take advantage of our emotional flaws. Still, it seems culturally dependent. Maybe in other times, they stressed different things.”“I doubt it. We’ve had knives for millennium, and women were always told they are either too fat or too thin. However, these are waving scissors.”She giggled, as they approached a fashionable boutique. “File that discussion.