"That's start on the new 'fattening of Maxine' project." I said.The giant cinnamon roll breakfast was just that. One giant iced cinnamon roll with cof...ee and orange juice. The cake in Helen's cinnamon roll wasn't white or even white with a hint of yellow. The damn thing had so many eggs, and so much butter, it was absolutely the color of butter. The icing somehow was hard enough to be a candy all by itself. Helen had admitted to me once, that the recipe came from the file of recipes she had. I nearly retched, my head throbbed, my heart pounded, and my rock-hard cock instantly shriveled from genito to urinary capability. I was pretty sure I didn't have any open sores or ulcers in my mouth, but it was something I shouldn't have risked.I lay there for a moment, consoling myself with the thought that the damage was done and there was nothing I could do about it. My heart stopped racing and my head cleared. I could have gone into the bathroom and tried the mouthwash, but I decided I'd. Doting father he may well be, but Peter Harris had far more important plans afoot for the Dixon Mother and Daughter combination, so before collecting Catherine and Caroline from their respective homes earlier in the day, Charles had dropped his twin boys off at the house and converted playroom of Victoria Preston.There, under the watchful eyes of Dan Dixon, already primed by Peter to ensure they didn’t inflict too much damage on her, his boys could spend the day trying to ‘make a baby’ with. Shahid listened to him quietly as Lata was doing the chores.Prashant: But yesterday, I don’t know what came over me. It was out of an impulse that I asked you to have sex with her. To be honest, to see her getting fucked by someone else, someone so young, it was all too hot. I wonder why we never tried that before.Shahid, not knowing what to say to this, just shook his head in approval.Shahid: Uncle, you’ve both been very generous for taking in us for the night. Is there anything I could do for.