Slow and gentle, moving just over his glans at first. I think I give a pretty nice blow job, and so far I think Kurt agreed.I ran my tongue down his s...aft and began tasting his balls. Licking, sucking, pulling them into my mouth. Jesus Kurt tasted so good. Then back to his stiff cock, once again with a small river of sweet sublime pre cum. Now with my hand gently around the base of his shaft and pumping slowly, I took him as deep as I could. In and out, always with the flat of my tongue running. “Ygritte’s mom was killed in a car accident,” Claire said. “Sorry about your mom,” I said. “It’s OK,” Ygritte answered. “Are you guys boyfriend-girlfriend?” Ygritte asked “No, we’re just very close friends,” Claire said quickly. I was taken off guard. I thought Claire was my dearest girlfriend. I had my penis in her vagina for crying out loud. “Oh?” Ygritte murmured. “Let’s go to my house and watch a video or something,” Claire suggested. “I guess I’ll go in to my house. I got some stuff to. And Van."She was stunned. How could Collette talk to Bobby about her and Van? "Oh," was all she could squeak out."She also said you love me."Patty sat speechless."Do you?" prompted Bobby."Yes," she said immediately."I love you too," he replied.Patty began trembling, her eyes becoming moist. "You do?" she sniffed."Yeah I think so," he replied. "But we have to talk about some things. I don't think we've been honest with each other. We've been telling each other what we think the other wants to. I took the condoms and my wedding ring and placed them on the kitchen table. then I sat down and wrote Sharon a note explaining what I found and how hurt I was. The note said... Sharon, my love;What you see on the table is what is left of our marriage. I’m sorry I was not enough for you. I did not realize that you felt the need for more than me.I am leaving for a few days to decide what I am going to do. Please do not try to contact me. I will let you know when I am ready to talk to you.Should.