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Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 14

Date: 7/6/2015, Categories: Diary, Male / Females, Romance, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

my body and my mind. Of course, Kristanna was off-the-charts attractive in her own right. Even standing before me now in the most casual of attire (a striped tank-top, green cargo pants and heavy black boots), she still looked outstanding. Her gold-spun hair flowed in waves and adorned her glowing, porcelain-like skin. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, were a sparkling, baby blue and seemed to brighten the world. A straight nose, full, lush lips - Kristanna seemed the picture of perfection. Had she smiled, the world would sigh with contentment. Had Kristanna laughed, the world would laugh with her. And had she cried, the whole world would want to comfort her. "Would you like to hold him?" "You bet," I answered, taking our 10 month old son from her and snuggling him gently in my arms. Actually, Kaden would be 11 months old very soon. He was growing so very fast! Kaden looked up at me and tried to fetch my eyeglasses while gurgling and babbling his own special language. When I took my eyeglasses off and placed them on the nearby ledge - well out of his reach - Kaden flailed both his little arms about and threw a massive temper tantrum. "Oooooh, he's an angry elf!" Kristanna chuckled, sitting down next to me and tickling his face with a single finger. "Oh sweetheart, there are much worse things in life than not getting to play with Daddy's glasses!" She leaned down and kissed him, saying, "Oh, you're okay, honey. You're okay." Kaden was still upset, making _scrunchy_ faces at ... me. In return, Kristanna told him in a goofy, comical tone of voice, "That's enough of that nonsense!" "It's so tough to be you," I chimed in, looking directly into his eyes. "So tough being 10 months old, isn't it? Why the sad face? Don't be angry, Daddy loves you." "You know the deal, happy meal," Kristanna said to Kaden, her voice again highly exaggerated and unique. "You cannot play with Daddy's glasses." She shook her head at him. "Uh uh, no-no. Daddy would be blind as a bat if you played with his glasses and accidentally broke them!" Kristanna took him from me and cooed, "We may have to call the WAHHHHH-bulance." She rocked Kaden about and stared into his eyes. "You don't want to go for a ride in the WAHHHHH-bulance, do you?" Despite his mother's efforts, Kaden became increasingly angry and still had his sights set on my eyeglasses. Thus, Kristanna decided to break out the heavy artillery, holding his head to her neck and clearing her throat twice. "Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea," Kristanna sang to a Kaden in tender, sweet voice. "And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee. Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff. And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff..." The very moment Kristanna broke out into chorus of this classic children's song, circa 1963, Kaden stopped fussing and actually became quite docile in her arms. Kristanna seemed to have a golden voice in the eyes of our infant son, because singing was usually the cure ...