He remembered that girl in one of his classes whom had comefrom a rich family. She wasn't that great looking, but she wasn't bad.And with the proper a...proach, Cody was sure that he could screw her andeven get her to give him some money. Still, Cody knew that he'd have tothink about it a little more before he did anything.Suddenly Cody stopped from his aimless wandering of the mall, seeing anew store just ahead of him. Cody wasn't sure why, but he had a feelingthat there was something about it.. It was the silliest question I’d ever heard.But Emma took the question seriously. “Not much, Daddy; only thirty tons. Each.”He sat up at that. “You sent sixty tons of peanut butter and jelly to Botswana?!”She still looked innocent. “But they have to do something with all that bread they are going to make!”Donnie asked, “Do they even eat PB & J in Botswana?”Elle answered, “They do now!”I don’t think I’ve ever been so shocked in my life. My seven year old was sending peanut butter and jelly to. Faster and faster her heart pounded and the sounds of wet fingers being thrust around gave her the determination to get going. Now Katie was never a girl to muck around, and before she knew it her underwire bra was catching her nipples. Erect and now stiff her hardening nipples wanted in on the actions. Lavouring her fingers in her sweet juices, Katie’s fingers soon wound their way to her pink nipples. Twisting and pinching she groaned at the pleasure, stopping for a breath she'd taste her on. You’re just more compact.”“You mean short and wide,” Rio giggled. “I don’t really care if I’m a little flabby. I was just afraid you might not like me on your lap.”“You are one of the happiest people I’ve ever met,” I said truthfully.She wiggled a little in my lap trying to get comfortable and felt my slight rise in attention under her butt. She giggled and squirmed once more before settling down.“You do know the rules, right?” I asked.“Yeah. And I know you are serious. Whitney came to find me.