“Do you need ice, Daddy?” Birgit asked.“No, Pumpkin. I do not need any more ice!”“Birgit, honey,” Kara said. “Daddy is a bit cranky. Why...don’t you go play?”“No! Want to cuddle him!” she protested.“He’s in the recliner, honey, and you can’t sit on his lap.”“Because they cut his boy parts so he can’t make more babies?”“Yes! No more sisters!” Jesse laughed.His mood had changed in the two weeks since Ashley had been born. Now he was joking about it, rather than being a pain in the ass. At least. Instead of letting him cum in my mouth, I tease him by slowly undressing. I am wearing the same lingerie in my daydream that I have brought with me to the bathroom. Motioning for him to get onto the bed, I prepare to do one of his favorite sexual acts, a prostate massage. I honestly love them too, the thought of giving him one, even in my mind, makes me so horny and wet. I watch Cooper on the bed getting impatient as I grab the lube. Climbing onto the bed with him I put a dab of lube on my. There seemed very little point to moving myself from where I sat – and there was no better place to sit and think than here, in the quiet of the temple. The building itself was large and rectangular, with enough room it seemed for the whole city of Caladon to take their seats here to be lectured at. However, other than the sheer size of the place, it remained fairly unostentatious. The only designs of any note weren’t done in gold or precious gems. Rather, they were simple paintings in a plain,. I assured her I was alright, but was waiting so I could be cleared on the shooting. She cursed at the situation. I asked, "Bobby, did you put hollow points in my magazines?" I did that before we left for D.C. I thought if we were in the shit, they would be better. Shouldn't I do that?" You have to tell me when you do that. Hollow points don't shoot straight sometimes. When there is a long shot, they go however the round flattens out." I didn't know that, Honey. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but.