05-02-2017, 07:15 PM
"Is that a trap request? You should know it is my favourite thing to do to wrap my cooking wife from behind....why would I want to sit so far away from you?" henry trailed off as he nuzzled Sam, his eyes half closed, breathing in the aroma of the pancakes and also that of Sam. He rubbed the belly and asked. "So is it true that my wife had recovered enough? That he felt refreshed this mornibg for our trip? I am thinking... we should pick up something for th3 kids. Maybe even send them a postcard from santa." He suggested kissing the bavk of Sam's neck, admiring how easily he handled the frying.pan.