We get into bed to cuddle. I rub my sore feet together. she notices and ask if I would like my feet massaged. I nod my head yes. She gets the lotion, ...ours some on my soles of my feet and begins to rub my feet. Never had my feet received so much love. Leanne and I joked around as she rubbed my sore big feet. I noticed her concentrating on my feet as she massaged them. Since I have long feet like a rabbit I decided to playfully rub my feet on her face. I use my right foot to rub her cheek. He had left the bedroom curtains open in the middle, and a golden bar of sunlight from the rising sun moved slowly towards his face as she watched him, she kissed him lightly on his brow as the sun kissed his lips and she joined the warmth on his lips brushing them gently with her own kiss."I love you daddy" she whispered, not wanting to wake him yet, and kissed again, her hand resting on his chest she caressed him, as she touched and then kissed his nipples, her hand moved down his chest. You go away without me for the first time in two years and you get your brains fucked out by some super nerd. You tell me you don't remember it at all, and the next morning the very thought of slipping you the salami made him physically ill. Is that about it?" I asked viciously."You've pretty well summed up the fucked-up mess I made out of our marriage, Jim. I take full responsibility for it. I'll stay with my sister until I can find a place of my own. If you want to smack me around before I. ”“Hell naw! They all the way down yo’ back. I’ma be pullin’ them shits later.”“Yes, sir!”“I been thinking,” the blue-gray eyed man shared. “You should call me Daddy Sir on this trip.”“Yes, sir! Uh, I mean yes, Daddy Sir.”“Good boi! We bout to be gay as fuck on this trip,” he buckled over with laughter.“How’s Noah,” inquired the certified nurse midwife.“He’s good,” Trent explained about his five week old son. “Real good!”“My wife like you a lot. She ain’t got no idea I be r****g yo’.