Joshua and I just adore him.”My Mom said, “We’re pretty proud of him, and we love him more than we can describe, Amanda. And we really want to ...ee him. Do you folks have plans for him tonight, or would he and Tara be able to come over here for the evening? We’d really like to meet her, and we’re dying to see him. We haven’t seen our little boy since Thanksgiving.”“Hang on, Debbie,” Amanda said. She covered the phone and held it out to me. “Your Mom and Dad would like you to come home for. Steve ambled toward the front door, dressed in nylon jogging shorts and an old t-shirt, typical for him on a Saturday morning following an early round of golf. As he crossed into the entry, he thought, ‘I wonder who could be here at this hour? Probably a kid soliciting for the Band or PeeWee football.’ As he opened the door, his eyes were directed downward toward the face of the child he expected to see. In- stead of a freshly-scrubbed, ruddy-faced boy or girl with a box or bag of. That’s what good girls do.I placed my hands on his chest and rocked my hips back and forth over him; my breasts swaying above his face, just close enough for him to lean forward and suckle firmly and enthusiastically on my hard, puffy nipples. He needed to feed like a good boy and the feeling of him slurping away on his snack with his cock probing away at my hole made me close my eyes and moan in the most unmotherly of ways.He pulled me into him with his strong arms and held me tight as my. Every man will be proud to have her as a wife,” I told her.Gloria is a beautiful lady; tall, curvy and also intelligent. She works as a banker and is a senior staff; managerial level. She has a dream of becoming a top banker in the nation and it made me proud that she was doing quite well. My mother’s fear is the amount of time the job takes from her; she tried telling me that it may affect our marriage in the future when I will want her in the house, but I told her that it does not matter.