
"This Daddy ...." Simma immediately picked up the paper that was on Stuard's desk. He looked at the paper carefully.
"Dad, did you make this?" ask Simma. His eyes stared in amazement at the paper he was holding. The paper contains twin baby clothes designs drawn by Stuard, which look simple, but classy and elegant.
"You like it?" stuard asked, he leaned his back, while Simma was still staring at the paper in his hand with sparkling eyes.
"Dad, what are you drawing this for?" ask Simma.
"For my two children. I want, when they're born into the world, they wear something very special from the rest" Stuard replied.
"But you've prepared everything no" Simma protested. Almost every day owners and employees of famous brands come to their homes to hand over clothes that are specially designed by famous designers to make baby clothes from the best and quality materials.
The cabinets that are designed specifically are already full of clothes that are selected Stuard. Until it feels, Simma no longer wants to go to the room of his two children because according to Simma, it is too perfect.
"What did you want to say, hmm?" stuard asked to switch the conversation.
Simma realized, he put the paper in his hand and leaned his body into Stuard's chest.
"Dad, I want some sushi. Let's order. The chef here doesn't want to make it for me" complained Simma.
"For this time, I refuse your wish, dear. You can't eat the raw food of my love, it can have a bad impact on our children" Stuard said gently, causing Simma to hold her body up with teary eyes, he really wanted to eat sushi.
"Come on, Dad," said Simma with a hearty look. Made Stuard sigh.
"Darling, do you love our son?" ask Stuard. Suddenly, Simma got up from Stuard's lap. She walked over with her feet and walked out of her husband's office.
Stuard just nodded. He took care of his desk and followed his wife.
When he reached the room, Stuard shook his head again when he saw Simma covering his entire body with a blanket, Simma's shoulders shook, a sign that he was crying.
"Well, you can eat sushi. But, with mature fish," said Stuard. But, Simma did not budge. He kept his face covered with a blanket, if this is the case, only one solution.
Stuard lies down next to Simma, and takes Simma into his arms.
Slowly, Simma's sobs turned into tears as Stuard rubbed his back.
"W-w-w-w-would I trouble you?" muttered Simma, he ventured to open his blanket and looked at Stuard. As usual, this man in front of him would only smile.
"Honey, ask for anything, but I won't give your wish if it harms our two children" Stuard said firmly, but his tone remained warm and loving.
"Daddy, I love you!" in the end, Simma was devastated, he hugged Stuard, while Stuard just chuckled.
"You want another meal, hmm?" ask Stuard. Instead of answering, Simma pushed Stuard's body, until Stuard was on his back and quickly, Simma overcame Stuard's body.
"Dad, I want to make love to you" said Simma timidly, her tinge of cheeks clearly blushing. She ventured to ask Stuard to make love as a gift for her husband.
Hearing his wife's request, Stuard's virility stiffened instantly. Her breathing grew more hunting as Simma opened her nightgown, revealing her body, which contained, and in Stuard's eyes, Simma was very sexy.
"You're serious, honey?" ask Stuard. His hand moved rubbing Simma's thigh made Simma close her eyes.
Stuard rose from his recline, until now his position was leaning back and Simma was sitting on his lap.
"You're so sexy, honey," whispered Stuard, he lowered his face, and playing around Simma's neck made Simma close his eyes and his hands peeked at Stuard's hair
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