" The elderly woman, busy putting the china away in the storage cabinets looked at her."Stella, don't be getting yaself inta trouble, you's lucky that...ya git to be in this hea hous at all. Git into any kinda mess and you be out there in da fields wit ya friends werkin all day in da sun." But Aunt Jessie-" No buts; don't be goin into Mistress' room. Ah don't care even if ya'r friens wit Young Mastah, don't mean you got speshial privleges inta goin ta otha rooms. Lord 'ow mercy knows wha could. ......... never had her sister ever taken my cock all the way down to my balls.she start to lick my balls and shaft like a lolypop ever once in awhile she would deep throat me, then pull back and lick the top of my head. after about 5 min of working on my cock and licking my balls she looks up at up me says.." who's better me or my sister".. i look at her and say " does it really matter?"I pick her up from the floor toss her on the couch and remover her skirt, to my suprise she was not. She wrapped her arms around his father'sneck and grimaced. "That fantasy didn't work out so well."His father might have smiled. It sounded like it. "He'll eitherbelieve more strongly in Father Christmas or he'll know that his parentsstill have a happy private life!"Ben looked down at Past who was looking quite blankly up at him. Hisfather had no idea how much he had needed him at that moment, or how asimple call for him to come back downstairs would have aborted thedeveloping idea in him. But what went on with Shania before that evening when she performed at the Super Bowl. What transpired during the couple of hours the first half of the game was being played while she waited for her halftime show?? Ah, that's the interesting story. The events that led up to the moment when Shania donned that sexy outfit and strutted her stuff out there for the entire world to salivate at.You could certainly tell the difference that having a baby had produced on Shania Twain's figure -- one.