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Hi, all I hope everyone had a happy and safe weekend. As I sit here with my son and daughter ages 10 and 9. It just hit me damn they are growing fast and the conversation is like talking to little adult like people. If that makes sense lol. I'm going to have to write down this date and time my daughter states she is not going to have a man she wants to do what she wants when she wants to do it. WOW! was all I coiuld say. So I thought I was being slick and I asked her was she going to have any kids and she looked at me and said mom you need a man for kids so no i'm not having any kids. So then my son chimes in and says there is more than one way you can have kids she said oh yeah your right I'll just adopt.

My son on the other hand says he's going to have a wife and three sons and he can't wait to see them sitting in the stands watching him playing NFL football. WOW! who needs tickets.

Just a little family time.

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How Young Is To Young

How young is to young for us to talk to our daughters about sex?????

Truth Vs Faking It

All right ladies and gents I've been asked this question a lot lately from a couple of friends so I decided to go ahead and put it out there. Should woman fake the big O. Most girls are brought up to please their man in order to keep him (myth). So we neglect how we feel and put our needs on the back burner scared to voice what we're feeling. Afraid that the man would leave. Then this would cause a new set of problems. I think if you don't tell him the problem how will he know. So is there anyone out there that can help my friends before they step out of their relationships?

Excerpt From Upcoming Novel Too Good To Be True

.” Emmanuel hung up the phone.

After he had taken a long hot shower, he slid into his bed with nothing but what he came into this world in. As soon as his head hit the pillow, his mind drifted to Jasmine. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. Just thinking about her made his nature rise. He couldn’t help but to think about what he would do to her when the time came for them to be together. He could just envision it. The image was so very clear. I would start at her toes kissing them and sucking and licking each one, and not leaving her anything to do but beg for mercy. Caressing her legs and thighs with my hot wet tongue followed by tiny soft kisses. I’ll take my time with her pearl and massage it, massage it until I see her juices running. Then I take my time tasting her with my tongue sliding in and out, and making a rhythm only for her. She’s opening her legs wide so I can go deeper and deeper. Her legs are shaking and her body is trembling while her eyes roll in the back of her head. I can tell she’s about there. She’s shaking uncontrollably. Her body soaked with sweat. I let her catch her breath just for a minute before I let her taste herself from my lips. I make my way back down to those nice round breasts. Can’t forget those, I’m rubbing her hard nipples between my fingers and licking them slowly but quickly. I can feel her building up again. She’s rolling her hips up and down, back and forward. I give her a little more. I slide one finger in her wet nectar and massage her pearl with the other. After a couple of deep strokes, her juices are running down my fingers. She is screaming my name. After protecting us, I gently enter her while not wanting to hurt her. I could feel the heat and smell her sweet scent. Her body stretched to fit mine. Her moans were getting louder and louder while making me harder, longer, and driving me wild. Going even deeper, we make new rhythms from a mad tango to a slow grind. Her taking, and me giving. She’s giving, and I’m taking until we can’t take it anymore. She feels so good in my arms. It’s almost too good to be true. I’m going deeper. She’s opening wider. I can’t take anymore. A scream tore from her. And the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had came roaring over my body. We collapse in each other’s arms while looking into each other’s eyes. No words were spoken, because none were needed.

Emmanuel woke up drenched in sweat and holding himself. “That was one hell of a dream,” he said to himself. It felt so real as if she was right here with me. If my dream was that hot, I could only imagine how our lovemaking will be simply explosive. I wonder if she’s having the same problem I’m having sleeping at night. I can’t wait to see her on Monday for lunch. I hope I can get her to go to dinner with me. Lunch and dinner all in the same day, that would be great. Pushing it, but great. Pulling the covers over his head as he did when he was a child whenever