My dad :- you're drinking too much of buttermilk these days i caught you 6th time like this.
Mom with naughty smile :- What should I do andi, your son won't let me leave until i drink whole.
Mom :- Well you're not wrong, but what bothers is the thing i lost the count of studs filled me son.
Me :-(pumping inside her) it's +1 now, Mom 😉. Make a strong tea to dad while my milk is dripping in your thighs.