This done, he picked up the plastic pitcher he had brought downstairs. He poured the thick liquid into the funnel. "Carnation's best, my love, bon a...petite!," he said, though he knew she could hear nothing. As he poured, he watched the figure stuck immobile upon the slab, her stomach moving visibly. "She's full now, I'll bet," he muttered. Setting the half empty pitcher in the corner, he removed the tube from its connection on the mask, and headed for the sprayer. The equipment that Mr.. I get out of the taxi in the snow, pulling my collar up against the chill wind, and battle my way inside.Again he is late returning from his business trip, and I have undergone a gamut of emotions – my messages to him have been in turn fond, pleading, angry and contrite. His brief and infrequent answers keep me on the edge of hope, and late at night I find myself out on the streets, walking in the cold wind, not able to sit quietly at home and wait. More than once he has given me a time for his. ’ Putting down the script he smiled, ‘Just a little company for five minutes to clear my head. Sit down.’ Lisa sat down, propping her face on her fist, ‘I didn’t know you wore glasses.’ ‘Only to read. How are you finding working for me? Any problems?’ ‘Just you.’ Laughing he sat back, ‘You realise we’ve got just one week to get it together before I leave for Canada?’ ‘I told you, in your dreams.’ Taking off his glasses and leaning forward, his face inches from hers, he looked deep into her eyes. " She sighed, "Ok honey thank you for telling me." All of us went inside the store to pick out snacks and Dad went to pay for the gas. I went to the chip section first and grabbed some Barbeque Pringles. As I was walking toward the drinks Aunt Val snuck up behind me and tried to scare me."Haha nice try but it's going to take more than that," I told her.Aunt Val pouted and I almost got a hard-on from how sexy she looked like that. And to think that her sexy lips were wrapped around my thick cock.