I pushed my cock back into my trousers, made myself decent and looked at her pleading face one more time.“I have to go. I’m so sorry.”I left her...room and almost ran down the stairs.“Don’t be sorry,” she shouted after me, “You can fuck me when you get back if you like.”I met Dave at the pub to the obvious comment of ‘where the fuck have you been’. I couldn’t tell him the truth so the obvious excuses flowed out of my pathetic mouth.We chatted and drank a few beers, a few other mates arrived and. I straddle your head, my semi limp penis drooping and touching your hair. Leaning forward, I lick you from your neck and over your breasts, stopping to kiss that beautiful little stomach, before licking the creases on either side of your groin. You open your legs wide, and I can feel the heat pounding out of you, can smell your perfect womanly scent. I start to lick you just above your clitoris, where your gorgeous folds start. Teasing you at first, when I feel you suck my penis into your hot,. ”Reina lifted her chin to look Chad in the eyes. “Then don’t ever call me a bitch again,” she said seriously.“Reina, we’re human beings, I can’t promise I won’t slip up and say something stupid out of anger or frustration. But I promise not to refer to you as a bitch to anyone else who might be present,” he said, just as serious.“I guess you’re right about human nature. But I was so shocked when you said it! I felt crushed,” she admitted.He leaned down to kiss her and said, “Let’s take a break.. But seeing it with the baby I birthed is even more convincing. Veronica yells to get our attention. But when she sees our face she signs to tell us what is wrong. Sometimes what she says is just 'I hurt'. But that is better than just yelling. We change diapers and tell the children they are dirty and getting clean in words and sign. Pretty soon if they have a dirty diaper they yell and sign that they're dirty.Of course sign language can't tell us everything, 'cause they don't have enough.