*Bren*
As I peek into the nursery, Dahlia is still breastfeeding Stella and I watch them with a smile on my face. There is nothing more beautiful than this, my wonderful wife feeding our precious little girl.
I know Dahlia was trying to wind me up, and well it kind of worked. But unfortunately for her, I am back in control of myself now and I plan on enjoying her fully now I can finally do that again.
Stella lets go of the n****e and the next second I am almost hit by a spurt of milk. "Hey, no sharp shooting in here".
"Whoops sorry, there is a lot of pressure on here". She giggles.
"You can say that again, those are dangerous". I say grinning. They are in more than one way. Honestly I have never been one of those men who can't keep his eyes off a pair of boobs. But I have to ad
