Happy Grandma

The day has come, the baby needs to be examined thoroughly she takes the boy who has his well worn thumb firmly in place, a toy to chase away the ghosts. 'Well, well young man' says Doc, begins to check him now. The skin is warm as toast some spillage in a sock up goes his bushy brow, 'is he partaking of the breast? ' 'Oh yes, he is, since breast is best, ' she says it and is asked to strip the doc proceeds to check manipulates the nipple and with gentle moves and knowing hand feels all of it down to the hip. ' I knew it, really smelled it, heck the boy is truly underweight, that is because you have no milk! ' The lady answers, 'listen mate', her voice a mix of sex and silk, ' I know, I am the grandma, dear but very happy I was here.'