Neither of us are breastfeeding any longer. And we are both back in fine head turning shape. It was a lot of work. Neither are we on any birth cont...ol. Had you read any of my past rants on Osei, his problem is sperm motility and his gift is a erection measuring a tad over 15 inches. Slender till you get to the bottom fist-full and he knows how to use it. One would think this horse would have studded quite a few by now, especially when he plants seed deep in a fertile pot, so to speak. . His were all pupil again. “I’m a virgin. I want to give you my cherry, Daddy.”I leaned forward, sitting up just a bit to get my lips closer to his. He leaned into it, so close. I licked my lips, swallowing, “will you let me, please?” It was all he could take. He leaned the rest of the way to kiss me gently. He tasted smokey, like the whiskey. Wrapping me in his strong arms, he kissed harder. I kissed back. I snaked my arms around his back. He pushed me back and got on top of me. By my count I’d. It sounded loud, and she squirmed, but he wasn'treally hitting her very hard. Just as Skip called "Time" in an unsteadyvoice, Robert gave her a harder 'thwack.'"Ow! Hey, that doesn't count, it was after the 50 seconds."Robert grinned and said, "Yeah, I know." He looked over and saw thatBetsy was about to go insane.When she lost for the third time, Sammy said, "Screw it, I'm taking PotLuck." She hit the button, and read, "Kala must remover her bra. If sheisn't wearing one, she must thoroughly. Punctuality is important to me. Now, let us go downstairs to the play room." He smiled to himself.Linda followed behind him, and he held her hand. The playroom had a large table in the middle, some smaller tables and other wooden structures along one side. The walls were covered with implements to punish -- paddles, floggers, many canes and straps and bands of all sizes. There were a couple benches and three or four 'saw horses' at one end of the room. The room was dimly lit but many bulbs and.