I will turn the TV on and up. Don’t be embarrassed about the smell. I have a three-year-old at home, plus I also have a twin brother and sister, who...are also three. It should be humanly impossible for strained carrots and pureed peaches to smell how they did a few hours later. Don’t try to make little lady farts, either. Get it out and stop hurting. I know tomboys that can about fart the alphabet, happily,” I told her.She let out a sigh after turning on the fan and let out a long, loud fart. She smiles at the boys and takes a couple of small steps toward them. The three boys eye her suspiciously before all three cross their arms across their chest, so much like their father. ‘Do you know how to make grilled cheeses?’ The youngest boy asks softly. Hannah drops down on one knee, smiling at them. ‘I sure do. Is that what you guys want for lunch?’ She smiles as they nod quickly. ‘Then point me toward the kitchen and I’ll get started.’ The youngest one starts running toward the kitchen. Beth had brought me my requested Long Island iced tea and put her arm around my waist, “how are you all finding it?” I asked her while I pulled her into me.“Surprisingly good, Jim and I were asking ourselves that same question when we were getting ready. We both are very comfortable with our decision. The kids, well they are like we’ve set them loose in a sweet shop, but we think that once they get the first rush of freedom out of their system they will calm down. It’s quite something to see. .." Really hot, and I think you should do it again," Jake replied.Her face turned serious and she moved into him, mashing her face against his. As they snogged his hands moved down to her jeans-covered ass and he groped it.She pulled back. "Hey! Kissing cousins is one thing..." I want more," he urged, "I want to...to make love to you." Oh shit..." she whimpered. Then she grabbed him and they resumed kissing. This time she allowed him to stroke her ass. He moved a hand to one of her breasts,.