“Who’s a good boy? Bruiser, Bruiser’s a good boy!” Emma said in her best baby-talk voice. “Does Daddy have a blanket of Bruiser’s he can g...t me?” she said. The question was directed at Brent, but she aimed it at Bruiser, keeping the same ‘goo-goo-gaa-gaa’ tone.“Yeah, sure!” Brent said. He dashed for his bedroom and returned immediately with a hand knitted blanket. It was only about three feet by three feet.“This is Bruiser’s ... my wife used to knit and made it just for him.” His tone was calm,. Kuch der k baad hum log apna apna ghar chala gaya.Ghar ja kar uske maa k naam ke muth mari par mera man ab uske maa ko chodna ko kar raha tha iskliya me plan banana laga,agale din office me us se koi galti ho gai uska bahut daat pad rahi the to me jaakar maamla dhand karya uske baad u mujko aur be respect dena laga saam ko office k baad hum dono ek jagha chai pe raha tha to mein apna plan par kaam start kar diya maina baat baat me kaha tum apni maa aur behan ko sahar me kyou leka nahi aajaty. Her elbows collapse too. She lays flat on her forearms on the stone bench, her tits down flat, her face laid down on its side. I continue pummeling her from behind, water sloshing and slapping loudly as skin hits skin.It get’s hard to hold her up so I grab her hair and lift her standing again, throwing her back against the glass wall. Face to face with the beauty, her body shiny and wet. Her eyes meet mine and then focus, she squints and frowns, a look of recognition in her horrified eyes. She. ” “How was your holiday? I saw you took some time off.” “It was wonderful, but glad to be back. Are you ready to go on call?” “I am, let’s do it.” I hit call, and he picks up quickly. He tells me he’s in the mood for me to suck his cock, and to make it as real as possible. I grab one of my toys, and begin to suck on it softly. I don’t even need to describe how I’m doing it, the soft sounds and moans I offer him is enough for him to enjoy. I can hear him stroking his cock, he is moving at.