.but my eyes stay fixed on you.You look down at me…hands still clutched in front of you. “Tell me what you want,” you whisper.I can’t speak. B...t I lift my right hand so it slides up your side, outside your dress, running up along the curve of your hip. And when it reaches the top, it slowly turns around behind to slide against your ass. It finds that curve at the bottom of your booty...and grabs it.You moan through tight lips and shuffle forward, closer to me. “Please, I want you to eat me,”. " You say he would be much better. Does that mean he will be normal?" No, he won't ever be normal. He won't ever be able to speak, although that sound he makes would be much more expressive." Just what will the operation entail?" The team of doctors determined that a blood vessel could be taken from somewhere else in his body and spliced onto a vein that seems to have terminated abruptly. This will connect the mostly dormant section of that portion of his brain. This would supply more blood to. Plans upon plans… “We’ll name him Jahn Junior if he’s a boy, Jahna if she’s a girl,” he told Jen confidently, with just a hint of teasing in his voice. “You will _not_,” she insisted, voice thick with outrage. “The baby needs a real name! Her own!” Fiona simply laughed at her sister, a big book full of baby names already in hand. … but throughout it all, love.*** Company is the last thing Jahn expected tonight, and he left the ringing phone to Mary as he finished installing child-proof shields. Another wave of disgust washed over her as she saw him free his thick, throbbing cock from his pants, an organ she had come to know better than she ever wanted. His one hand lazily stroked the erect member as he took a step towards her, looming over her menacingly. Reaching down, her undid the bindings that held the rag in her mouth, allowing it to fall to the floor. ? You know what I want, darkie...so get to it. I missed your lips!? Grabbing a fistful of her now wet hair, he forced her onto.