Teething Baby

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"Jr's teething..." Chester sighed.

Candy turned to him, "How do you know?"

Chester lifted up his pants leg, showing Candy the bite marks their son left behind. He may not have any teeth, but those gums do a lot of damage.

"Well, what are we gonna do?" Candy asked, closing the fridge.

"I'm gonna run to the store, get him some teething toys. Some for here, some to put on his car seat. I'll be dammed if he ends up a strong bitter like you.

Candy laughed, kissing Chester on the cheek. "He bites you because he can't control it, his gums hurt, he's venting his anger out on you. I bite you because of the sexual pleasure you're giving me."

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