I'm just glad you didn't want matching tattoos." You're a butt and I know what I want." Already? How many carats?" Fourteen." You mean gold. What abou... a diamond or two or three?" Not my choice." You sure? I thought girls wanted diamonds." And tattoos. Several of 'em." So my wife's a smartass." Hey, buddy, you had fair warning."In the car, she was adamant. "I don't see the point in arguing. What's wrong with a simple gold band?" Nothing. Baby, I can afford to put a diamond on your finger.. I made believe a amazement, and to tease my wife, or rather to open them out,I asked, “What’s up? How’s this Shari here!? Are you okay? How about Daddu? Is he comfortable here? Then throwing the undone Shari unto my wife I uttered, “It is all right. Get ready and come out, our lunch is ready”. And then I teased our guest (Dadu), “Hmm! So Daddu! How do you find your grand-daughter is she a dull boring-type company or very lively and naughty!? Dadu was a quite smart man to ease the situation. "Give it to me, now, I need cock in my mouth…." I continued to talk, teasing and goading the young man on with my slutty words. My mouth opened widely and was immediately rewarded with the tip of his cock on my lips. I eagerly sucked his cock further in my mouth, my hands reaching up, grabbing his hairy balls, and coaxing him. I let my tongue flicker along the tender undersides of his cock. I held him still and rolled my tongue down the side of his cock, wetting his entire length with my. "You look fantastic babe. Why don't you put you shirt back on and seehow you like it?"Jessie put his t-shirt back on and looked down at his shirt. It was alittle odd because he could see the two distinct bumps pushing outthrough his shirt very clearly now. They were perfectly formed andprotruded slightly. Something in the back of his head told him thatthere was something not quite right about this, but he couldn't placeit. It's probably nothing he though."It feels better under my shirt than the.