He smiled and furiously jerked his cock until it spurted thick, warm streams of cum that covered her cheeks and nose and fell into her open and waitin... mouth. He let her suck the last of it out of his still rock hard cock and she moaned again as she did. He bent down and kissed her, their tongues feverishly wrapping around each other as he tasted his cum and felt her desire. “What a good little slut you are,” he said and asked “would you like to be allowed to cum now?” She began begging loudly. I opened it.What I found in that envelope proved to be the start of something as crushing as anything that had happened so far. First, some time ago, it looked when I was maybe two years old my mom had been in a clinic and had a procedure done; the procedure was what they call in the vernacular a ‘dusting and cleaning.’ Actually the records I was holding indicated my mom had been diagnosed with endometriosis, and her solution had been a partial hysterectomy. Not really a D&C and I supposed that. ." Someone sold you that house?" she said standing up.She was an elderly lady. Her white hair was back in a bun. She looked at me through thick glasses with a metal trim. "What can you tell me?" I asked.She looked around as if looking for someone then she stopped as she looked out the window. I followed her gaze, but I saw nothing."Nothing, I can tell you nothing," she said shaking her head as she sat back down. "Is there something I can read?" I asked"Over there," she blindly pointed to a. Let me chose something.”I intercede, “Carol has a point. I’m sure we can find a game that you can enjoy. Besides, I wouldn’t mind laughing at the primitive games.”Carol admits, “I never thought about it, but they would be primitive to you.”“Ya, it would be like forcing you to play pong.”“Tell us about some of the future games,” asks Moira.We get up and start walking as I explain, “I know a couple that you would like. For starters, there is Dance Dance Revolution. You stand on a pad and watch a.