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Let her squeal with joy as you throw her up in the air, waiting to fall back into your arms it won’t be long before she gets too heavy to carry.Ħ. Let her run all over the house like a headless chicken, even if it means getting a few bumps on her head it won’t be long before she is bound and gagged by the ‘ norms‘ of our society.ĥ. Let her ask as many questions as she wants and answer her no matter how many times she asks them it won’t be long before she discovers Google.Ĥ. Let her hug you and kiss you and call you ‘papa’ incessantly it won’t be long before she leaves you for another man.ģ. Let her snuggle and sleep in your arms all night even if you find it uncomfortable it won’t be long before she starts getting comfortable with her independence.Ģ. So if you have a little angel in your life, just:ġ. There are a few quirks of hers that, at times, astound, amaze, annoy, irritate, and even worry me, but looking at them from another perspective, I am reminded that these cute little habits of hers won’t last forever, that the sands of time are slipping, no matter how tightly I try holding on to it. It makes me reflect on the high intellectual level kids these days have as compared to those of my generation, all the while being painfully aware that she’s growing up faster than I want her to.
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She’s becoming head-strong, assertive and opinionated - less a child, more an adult.
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Moreover, she now understands the meaning of ‘No, No, No!’ and she doesn’t hesitate to say it out loud if something is not to her liking! Fairly recently, to my utter pride, she started calling me ‘Papa’, while referring to herself as ‘Dolly’. So ,to fill this void, I grab my car keys and go pick her up from wherever she has gone to if that’s not an option (like when she’s with her mother at a wedding reception), all I can do is wait for her to come back.Īt this point in her life, she’s on the road to self-discovery, learning new words, acquiring new tastes, and making bold choices at a staggering pace. I hate to admit it but I am super-excited about the prospect of getting some alone time for myself, but five minutes into this ‘quality time’, and I start missing her immensely. There are instances when my daughter is out with her mother and I finally have some peace. Seems like yesterday when I took mine into my arms for the very first time it’s been 17 months already, and time seems to have no intention of slowing down.Īt the office, I just can’t wait for the day to end so that I can enjoy the sound of her laughter, the sight of her cherubic face, the touch of her little arms wrapped around my neck, the taste of the half-eaten saliva-soaked potato chip that she lovingly shoves into my mouth, and the smell of watermelon-flavoured baby shampoo in her hair.Įvery day that I get to spend with her is a day I cherish.