We have plenty of time. I just want to look at you and then we can talk later." Frank lifted his son saying, "Laura, this is my son, Frankie. I think ...ou and he will be friends as your parents are with us."Linda and Paul took turns holding her and talking to her. They told her how happy they were that she came into the world. They had been waiting for her to arrive along with many other people.Karen and John were next with Karen holding Laura and John embracing both of them. They spoke not a. If not by how focused my eyes were on her bosom, by my reaction.I thought a million things in one second. Nine hundred ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine were how screwed I was.Even though we had an excellent relationship, in my head, there was only one chance in a million that she wouldn't feel offended and understand that it was just nature. I was a man, and my eyes just couldn't resist at least peeking at those marvelous young breasts right there, standing so temptingly.. I smiled at her statuesque and stacked, beautiful blonde girlfriend who smiled back with a look of relief. Then I saw her.Looking like trouble from the get go, Linda presented a mess. Pale skin had yellowed a bit. Hair roots revealed the brunette truth below the bleach. The hair itself, shoulder length, tangled into a chaos of white straw in a bird's nest. Hazel irises had threads of red in a yellowy cream around them. Those eyes and the face surrounding them showed sadness and distress and a. He let his eyes wander over Tina’s long, shapely legs, the soft swell of her belly, her vee, the curly reddish-blonde pubic hair trimmed to a shadow outlining her labia. He walked behind to examine her back, her slim waist, her full ass. Slowly, he moved his hand to touch the smooth skin, squeeze one of those firm buttocks, feeling the taut muscles inside. She drew in a quick breath, trembling at his touch, and as he caressed her waist, she leaned into his hand.“You’re in excellent condition,.