" Robert said, reminding me that he had insisted on taking home my brownies. Thinking about it, there were two different plates of brownies as dessert...last night. While nothing was mentioned about who had made each plate of brownies, I noticed that the ones that were on the plate that Robin took theirs from made a crunchy sound when they were bitten into. I took mine from the other plate and those were nice and chewy.Ms. Dewitt gave us a choice of a couple of recipes and Robert and I each chose. She saw me watching her cleavage. She with little harsh tone said that she completed putting clothes into the machine. I just came to my senses and just dropped my head down (because I am little shy) and there is silence between us for few seconds.She broke the silence by asking where to put wash liquid and how much quantity to use.I just showed her quantity and where to place liquid in the machine.After pouring the liquid showed her how to start machine. She pressed the start button and it. She thanked me and planted a kiss on my cheek. Paul told me that her mom died while birthing Sheila and the home is without the touch of a female. I asked how he managed to rear a new born baby girl alone. Paul told he managed with Sheila’s babyhood and even early childhood with the help of a very caring day-care facility. The praises he showered upon the day care girl indicated how strongly he felt and how lovingly he must have paid for taking very good care of a little kid, Sheila. Sheila. “There! How’s that?” I said as I squeezed my tits and pulled on my stiff nipples. His mouth came open. Seeing how enthralled he was excited me, so I pulled my shirt off and sat topless, playing with my tits in front of my wide-eyed son.“See! Isn't this better!” I said putting my foot on his chest. “Now we can look at each other! Do you like looking at mommy’s tits?” “Yeah! They’re beautiful!” He said nodding. “Thank you, baby. Uncross your legs a little so mommy can get a better look at your.