Craving for walking chocolate
Our children amaze us very much. They are little lumens as we call people who are extraordinary intelligent or extraordinary intelligent for their age in our country. They know all alphabet and do basic math; adding numbers (they rarely make mistake, only on higher numbers, and in subtracting numbers they do more mistakes and again, on higher numbers). As for writing, they can write simple and short sentences and they are pretty good in spelling, slow but without making mistakes. It is interesting that they know to spell the words they do not understand their meaning and they cannot repeat them if they are longer than 6 letters. Anyway, everyone in the family is thrilled with Mikey and Precious and my luvs “bombed” me with compliments and nice words saying that it is my merit, because I am the smartest among the three of us and that thanks to my genes, we have very beautiful and smart children. I wasn’t falsely modest, but politely proud. But, I told them that our children are handsome and beautiful on their tata and other mama, and that having best of three of us, they are perfect.
There is one sad news. Mata, the man that looks very much as passed away Prince’s father, died. We were very sad, and we, except my Prince, went to the funeral. We, the whole family, covered funeral expenses. We wanted to continue to help his gf financially, but she refused to accept it saying she doesn’t need it since she has everything in the senior house.
Mr. Paco stayed only one day in our hotel, then he moved to our partners’ hotels. We had a good laugh when Mister Valter and two other hotel owners/managers called us saying: “Who the fuck is this annoying little man?!” They told us that they didn't have patience to listen to his unstoppable babbling about himself. None of them made any business plans and projects with him since he had none proposition and offering. I simply don’t get it; how in the world this annoying man succeeded in business world? Although my Prince called the Guy 4 earlier and asked him not to send such people to us again, my Fran called him about same thing. We died laughing when the Guy 4 asked him:
- Or what, Fran? What would you do if I do it?
He was silent for few moments and then he said:
- I will release these two blond savages on you and they will make you regret it …
We all blasted in laughter. Guy 4 said that this threat is very serious and since he doesn’t want troubles, he will be more careful in the future about people he send. Yes he was joking, but no, he wasn’t sarcastic, since he called my Prince later and said that he respect him very much and he would never do anything against his will. (It is the brethren code and my Prince’s earned trust).
We are still very occupied with work and we are expecting the worst heat wave next week. We told my Prince to stay at home those days. He fought strongly against it, but we won.
One more thing, I soooo love him and his weakness toward caramel skin girls. He is soooo cute. Namely, we e.b. had short meeting in my office and since he couldn’t seat for long he walked up and down my office. Then he stopped by the window and he looked through it. My Ivy noticed his strange hip moves (he had erection and since he wore tight but stretchable underwear, his big erected cock made him feel uncomfortable. He didn’t want to use his hand to move it and fix the problem since it would be very obvious). Anyway, she approached to him from behind and she saw gorgeous caramel skin girl waiting to board on the hotel mini bus to the airport. She immediately knew what the problem was. So, she wrapped her hands under his arms and she placed his cock in more comfortable position for both of them; the cock and him. But, my Fran has eagle eye. He spotted something strange is happening and he quickly jumped on his feet and approached to the window. Then he saw her. He immediately realized what happened and what my Ivy just did. He blasted in laughter teasing my Prince saying:
- I see, someone is craving for walking chocolate. Why didn’t you say it, Prince, I would get you one?” (Ha ha ha)
My Prince got red in the face (not because of my Ivy and me or Fran, but because of Lidija who knows about his “problem”). My Ivy asked my Fran to stop laughing because he is making my Prince more embarrassed. He didn’t stop. So, she took the fire extinguisher from the wall and sprayed him with it. When he called the maids to clean the mess, she didn't let them clean it. She forced him to do it saying: "you caused it, you clean it." And he did. Lidija hugged my Prince and said that he should never feel uncomfortable about such things in the front of her and that his fetish doesn’t reduce the respect and love she has for him. My Prince blushed, but he thanked her kissing her on the cheek. He showed to my Ivy how much he is grateful to her for saving him and punishing my Fran: he knows how much she loves when his is eating her pussy and ass and how much she loves to cum in his mouth. So, he provided her two excellent orgasms in his office that she needed a time to put herself together. My Fran? He wasn’t angry with my Ivy. He confessed he deserved it, but he must say:
- She is but one crazy, beautiful and long legged blond savage.
Edited by Evaloves4
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