It is official, I am having a girl! I cannot wait to raise this cute little muffin of mine. My husband is worried that she will turn out just like me. I don’t see why he is worried about that. Am I that terrible? No, I’m not. I am very kind, and I have a big heart. It’s not my fault that Tristan can’t satisfy me. I think it is a great idea to teach my Daughter that she shouldn’t have to put up with certain types of men. Especially those with little cocks.
Not that that would be all bad for her, I mean she could be just like her Mommy. Marry a very handsome man who is generous, loving, kind, and has a great job. Then take on lovers to make up for his inadequacies in the bedroom. I will have to wait a bit to teach her that part, but the other part? I will start grooming her to be a very strong woman from the very start.
I can just see it. Going over to their home for the Holidays. Her husband being ever so attentive, then her taking me aside to tell me that I was right. Then sitting down to eat a wonderful meal knowing that her husband has a very small cock, but that my Daughter is being well taken care of in the bedroom by a Bull, just like her Mom. Perhaps I might even elude to it over Turkey, Stuffing and Wine. Just to see what my husband and her husband do. I think both Her and I would enjoy it greatly.