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I really wanted to take her out for candy this year myself, seeing as it’s probably the first time she’s really going to understand it.’ ‘Caitlin…’ I stopped him again. ‘I know, Caitlin is fine. And Janet is probably in hog heaven. Sometimes I think she’d steal her from us if she could. You know what she says, after three boys, having a daughter would be heaven.’ I cuddled back into Max, he felt so good. I’d really missed this. ‘It’s just that I don’t want to give away all those memories, I want to be around for everything for Caitlin. All the Halloween’s and Christmas’s. The first time she rides a big girl’s bike and the dates to the prom. I don’t want to miss any of it.’ I looked up at him. ‘And I don’t want you to miss them either.’ ‘Oh god!’ The words sounded like they were torn out of Max’s throat and he choked on the second word. As I watched with growing alarm I saw tears fall out of his eyes and onto his cheeks. I curled myself around him in a flash. ‘Oh baby, baby what is. Providepleasure for others, my favorite act with my wife was to lick her pussy.I would lick it for hours bringing her to climax after climax.When I had finished Master patted my head."You have work to do sissy."I looked at my watch......two o'clock...I had three hours to get thedownstairs sorted and prepare dinner. I bolted for the door.The rest of the afternoon was spent running around chasing my tail. Nothelped by the fact that Master Marcus needed a towel, needed a drink,and could not find the TV remote. I am pretty sure he was tying to throwa spanner in the works and get me into trouble with Jenny. I managed tocomplete everything just before Jenny arrive. I even had time to goupstairs and make myself look presentable. Master Marcus smiled when Ireturned to the living room and peered through the curtains."Everything ready," he smirked."Yes Master," I smiled at him.Inside I was a nervous wreck. Jenny had left a husband, now she wasreturning to a sissified slut. What would her.
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