Then I looked at Eddie and remembered who he wasnamed for and I cried some more. "It's OK, Kelly. I'm here," theysaid. "I'm here and I'm not going ...nywhere. I'm going to be here foryou and Eddie."For some reason, that snapped me out of my sadness. "Please," I said."You can't promise that and I don't want you to." What? Our son is not even a day old and you're saying that? How couldyou?" They said angrily."I don't mean it that way. I've said it before and I'll say it again.You're Eddie's. Let me describe her. She is 28 years old. She is about 5’5″ tall. Plump lips always in dark red lipstick. Very busty must be at least 36 and stiff. Awesome huge and perfect ass. She was wearing a white shirt tucked in and black pants. Her boobs and ass looked like they wanted to rip her clothes off and come out. One will definitely want to grab them and spank immediately. We both were eyeing each other and smiled twice. After getting introduced to the team I came to know that all three were on. ”“Mummy! Please, I am so tired.”“I am only speaking of things to come; it is fine for now child.”Valerie settled back into her position and Greg remembered when her little hands used to feel so warm and cute, she had been so delicate and needed watching out for, now even at ten she was her own women and not only did not need him, but had little use for him.Once home Number two took all the groceries into the kitchen to Number one. After placing all the bags on the counter Greg knelt, awaiting. “But I want you to use the muscles down here.” and he moved his hand down lower, letting his hand slide under my bottom and he moved his hand just above my panty line. His palm rested there, warm, strong, hard, and so close to my sex. His fingers were just touching my pubic hairs and if he just turned his hand slightly he would feel that I shaved into a thin line pointing straight down to my tender little clit. I want him to turn his hand.“Now I want you to lift yourself until you feel those.