From Grief to Euphoria

“I never thought you could cook. Hmmm...

"My mom taught me when I was nine years old. She was with us until my 12th birthday. She died in a car accident." William feeds her then kisses her lips. She could sense the bewilderment on the part of his mother's death.

“I’m sorry to hear about that. Me, too. I lost both of my parents when I was young. So, I have no remember them. You're lucky you had you mom and still you have your dad.”

William kissed her again. “You’re not alone now.” He reflected with what her said. He was shocked with how he reacted. He felt so protective of her. But in an instant, Sarah embraced her tightly and he did the same.

"Tastes so good," she expressed her appreciation at the apple pancakes, then slaps his behind then laughs and ran.

'Wait 'til I catch you, I'll make you really fat by feeding you all of these and all my loadful cum."

She ran to the bedroom then, he opens the door and finds her. They're like children playing hide and seek. He gave her a mout